Sealed Lips — page 222: what you’re looking at

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214 SEALED LIPS. Never repeat to asoul, never! the miserable folly that you saw me commit a short time ago.” “Ah!” responded she, “do you believe that it is necessary for me to make such a promise?” They entered the parlor where the prince was counting the moments, for he had reason to be un- easy at this long absence. But when he saw Gode- froid’s smiling face and eyes overflowing with ten- derness for his wife, he forgot all his fears. That day he left more convinced than ever as. to his host’s blindness as to the number of days he had to live. When the phaeton had disappeared Godefroid asked Jenny for her arm, and together they made a tour of the garden under the warm rays of a winter sun. At first they walked in silence. The young wife would have liked to have said something, but she felt that he was making a farewell visit, and all ordinary subjects of conversation would seem in his eyes cruel, out of place, or ridiculous. Gode- froid was the one who talked, but one would have said that he was talking to himself rather than to his companion. He seemed to wish to live over his past life by recalling remembrances of it. Jenny, for the first time, knew this man’s history, ordi- narily he talked so little. She could see the poor schoolmaster’s child seated at the organ in the little village church, then the young student, studying music with passionate fervor, gaining his first success, winning his first GoOmichboo cS (Cl O)