A Parisian Romance — page 129: what you’re looking at

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120 A PARISIAN ROMANCE. “But I will go with you, my dear young lady,” said the doctor, gallantly, “if you will permit me.” “Permit you? Proud and happy to have you. Many, many thanks for your kind advice, baron.” “But my commission, my dear Rosa,” said Chev- rial, advancing toward her. “Just one kiss, for my trouble!” “« After the wedding, my dear baron,” she replied, laughingly eluding him. “After the wedding!” The baron watched her, wita a half-smiling, half. sarcastic expression as she swept out of the room. “After the wedding!” he repeated to himself. “Bah! she wants a hotel. That’s the truth. She wants me to give hera little hotel. She’s a very clever woman, that, and then she knows how to take me. But I, too, know how to take her. I _ await the day of reckoning, and I defy her to pay her debts. I hold her! Ihold her! It will be my turn to laugh some day, and he laughs best who laughs last!” Gomicbooks.com