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Raymond Plote would only be missed by his mother. It might have been the moon, or the phosphorescence of the broken water, or it might have been his abysmal loneliness; but suddenly he caught her face in his hands and kissed her on the mouth. The ruffled chemise-front under the wide lapels of her waistcoat and jacket no longer quivered, and her pose, with the full cloth petticoat spreading about her, was relaxed. But I do not need that Gérard attend. ” “Let us say that Café Maston, in the Boulevard des Italiennes, at half-past seven then,” he decided.
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