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1189	Balzac, Honoré de	The Message			.txt	text/plain	5267	286	81	We had not come thirty leagues before we were talking of women and love. very well proportioned, a bright, expressive face, dark hair, blue eyes, What an awful piece of news it was for a woman whose whole thoughts were which no words can express, a woman who had been at a world of pains to This momentary hesitation gave the lady's husband time to come forward. The Countess was a little woman, with a flat, graceful I told the Count briefly of the death of my traveling companion. "Madame, here comes your husband!" so plainly in my face, that the old canon came out after me into the Some little time had passed since we left the dinner-table; I had scarcely given a thought to the Count since we left him under the her of the fears that troubled the poor dying man, told her how and	./cache/1189.txt	./txt/1189.txt