A Parisian Romance — page 232: what you’re looking at

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A PARISIAN ROMANCE. 223 for him to speak on the subject, such an idea must be destroyed, at once and forever. “Mother,” he said, in low, tense tones that struck a chill to his listener’s heart, “hear me, and once and for all, understand me. Such a thing as you hint at is beyond the range of possibilities. Leaving Armande Chevrial out of the question, who, I am’ sure, has no other feeling for me than that of friendship, I—I have loved once and shall never love again. The day—the day Marcelle left me, my heart died. If you love me, never speak of this again!” And, as if unable to trust himself further, he turned hurriedly and left the room. Poor Madame de Targy! The tears welled up in her eyes as she thought of her charming castles in the air, thus scattered in ruins. Gomichbookssco im