_ Think you that I
would not prefer _un homme, qui fera parler de moi?_ If the secret
appears I am rich _a millions._ How does it affect me? It is not my
fault. It will never appear."
"You will tell Harry every thing, won't you?"
_"Je comprends. Vous refusez"_ said Blanche, savagely. "I will tell
Harry at my own time, when we are married. You will not betray me,
will you? You, having a defenseless girl's secret, will not turn upon
her and use it? _S'il me plait de le cacher, mon secret; pourquoi le
donnerai-je? Je l'aime, mon pauvre pere, voyez-vous?_ I would rather
live with that man than with you _fades_ intriguers of the world. I
must have emotions--_il m'en donne. Il m'ecrit. Il ecrit tres-bien,
voyez-vous--comme un pirate--comme un Bohemien--comme un homme._ But
for this I would have said to my mother--_Ma mere! quittons ce lache
mari, cette lache societe--retournons a mon pere._
"The pirate would have wearied you like the rest," said Pen.
_"Eh! Il me faut des emotions"_ said Blanche.
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