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"I suppose it may," said she, determined, if possible, that the amende
should be made by Jacques and not by herself.
"I see you are indifferent about that," said Jacques, with a soft and
sentimental look, which nearly melted Annot; "well, when you hear of my
death, you will sometimes think of me, will you not?"
"Oh, I will, M. Chapeau! Of course I'll think of you, and of all my
friends."
Jacques walked on a few minutes or two in silence, cutting off the heads
of the blue-bells with his little cane. "I am not different to you then
from any one else, eh, Annot?" said he.
"How different, M. Chapeau?"
"You will think as much of young Boullin, the baker?"
"I don't like young Boullin, the baker, and I don't thank you for
mentioning his name one bit."
"Well! people say you are very partial to young Boullin."
"People lie--they always do; everybody tries to tease and plague me now.
You and Jean, and father, and that old fool, Rouel, are all alike," and
Annot gave symptoms of hysterical tears.


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