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she had gone back for a moment into her room to fetch the pile of directed envelopes which she had forgotten. most injudiciously he allowed himself a swift glance at her as she re-entered, and saw beyond doubt that the corners of her mouth�ϻ���������ô�иߵ�θԡ������� were twitching, that her eyes danced with some merriment that she could not completely control. his own face was better in command, and he knew he wore his grimmest aspect as he continued glancing through her typed letters�ϻ���������ôլ�߶���χ�� and scrawling his name at the foot. as usual, she took each sheet from him, blotted it, and put it into its envelope. she always refused to use the little{258} piece of damped sponge for the gumming of the envelopes, but employed the tip of her tongue.keeling had one moment of sheer surprise: he had been perfectly sure of being elected. then without any conscious feeling of rancour or disappointment, his mind passed direct to what he had already determined to do if this contingency, which since the opening of the hospital-wing he had thought impossible, actually occurred.lisette now settled down into that roman life [95] which in those days was the most enchanting that could be imagined. m. le brun being no longer able to take possession of her money, she had enough for everything she wanted, and in fact during the years of her italian career she sent him 1,000 ��cus in reply to a piteous letter, pleading poverty; and the same sum to her mother.david turned pale, made his escape, and for a long time would not go to the house for fear of meeting her. [49] she was afterwards told by gros that david would like to go and see her, but her silence expressed her refusal. soon after the return of mme. le brun, napoleon sent m. denon to order from her the portrait of his sister, caroline murat. she did not like to refuse, although the price given (1,800 francs) was less than half what she usually got, and caroline murat was so insufferable that it made the process a penance. she appeared with two maids, whom she wanted to do her hair while she was being painted. on being told that this
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