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 1 IV |   remembered a little miniature portrait he had seen formerly in
 2 V  |      recollection of the little portrait of Marechal, which had vanished,
 3 V  |        have, in Paris, a little portrait of Marechal, in the drawing-room.”~
 4 V  |          What has become of the portrait?”~She might have replied
 5 V  |     replied more readily:~“That portrait—stay; I don’t exactly know—
 6 V  |     uneasy at my asking for the portrait or only surprised? Has she
 7 V  |        to this conclusion:~That portrait—of a friend, of a lover,
 8 V  |        his mother had found the portrait of Marechal. Would she be
 9 V  |     mother, have you found that portrait?”~She opened her eyes in
10 V  |         eyes in surprise.~“What portrait?”~“The portrait of Marechal.”~“
11 V  | surprise.~“What portrait?”~“The portrait of Marechal.”~“No—that is
12 V  |     should have come across the portrait only two or three days before
13 V  |       added:~“Go and fetch that portrait, little woman, as you have
14 V  |         furtively at the little portrait of the dead as it leaned
15 V  |       idea. So that this little portrait, smaller than an opened
16 VII|          and the history of the portrait—which had again disappeared.