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1737	Balzac, Honoré de	Facino Cane			.txt	text/plain	5643	314	85	stranded me in a garret; my nights I spent in work, my days in reading To come out of my own ways of life, to be another than myself through One day my charwoman, a working man's wife, came to beg me to honor The old man was playing at random, without the slightest regard for time The old man's face lighted up, the wrinkles began to work, he was "If I went with you, you would not lose your time," he said. dance, the Venetian was scenting my thoughts; he guessed the great old Venetian noble, thinking thoughts that set a young man's mind afire Facino Cane left off playing, and came up "You talk of millions to a young man," I began, "and do you think that Perhaps his story had taken him back to happy days and to Venice. as blind as you think; gold and diamonds light up my night, the night	./cache/1737.txt	./txt/1737.txt