Sealed Lips — page 223: what you’re looking at

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SKALED LIPS. | 215 applause. Then the young master artlessly proud to hear when he passed a crowd: “That is Godefroid!” and soon, to his complete surprise, he was no longer poor. Then, after that he met Jenny Sauval, and it was nothing but her. “Until then my life was only a tiresome journey,” said he. “After that it became a temple, where I found the divinity dreamed of, and which I never left.” They reached the gate leading to Madame Sau- val’s small farm, and which marked the limit of the inclosure. Godefroid stopped and gazed at the Pyrenees, whose white tops obstructed the horizon. “How beautiful they are,” sighed he, as he looked at them. “How many years will you be there, you indestructible giants! How many insects like me will you see swarm in this place and then disap- pear? I do not envy you your eternal duration. One of those thrills that I feel when your hand touches mine, my dear, consoles me for not living always. How beautiful you are! How I have loved you! How I love you now! Do you hear me, you mountains? I love her, and Iam happy!” He fell into silence for a moment, and then kiss- ing his wife’s hand, he said: “Yes, I am happy. And if our friend should arrive later than he expects, of all my words that is what you must tell him. Now let us return. I have just time to write a letter that must go out to- night.” Eomicbooks (E(0) im