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1 I, I | shall be charmed to see Annette again. I have not seen her
2 I, I | true. Three years!”~Though Annette, in her earliest years,
3 I, I | frequently than before. Moreover, Annette’s sojourn at the castle
4 I, I | inquired:~“Will you take Annette and me to the varnishing-day
5 I, I | the following day.~Little Annette, astonished, pleased, and
6 I, I | the stool and take little Annette in his arms, kissing her
7 I, II | Olivier Bertin, knew of Annette de Guilleroy’s return, and
8 I, II | to hear you say ‘you’ to Annette!”~The young girl, whose
9 I, II | acquaintance with him.”~But Annette shook her head.~“No, no,
10 I, II | company, but added, turning to Annette:~“Look at your mamma, little
11 I, II | Marquis was presented to Annette de Guilleroy, he immediately
12 I, III| Monsieur Bertin,” said Annette.~“Good morning, little one;
13 I, III| Yes, go, my child.”~As Annette left the room the Countess
14 I, III| flower.~“Who is that lady?” Annette inquired.~“I don’t know,”
15 I, III| false and menacing opinion. Annette hardly heard them, she was
16 I, III| liberty and fraternity?”~Annette made a moue that signified “
17 I, III| here often at that hour?” Annette inquired.~“Very often; there
18 I, III| on horseback!” murmured Annette, with a perfectly serious
19 I, III| the landau—the Duchess, Annette, you and I, eh, great artist?”~“
20 I, III| French Mothers, were to take Annette home before going to the
21 I, III| take the longest way,” said Annette.~“Would you like to stroll
22 I, III| He now strolled beside Annette along the avenues, his eye
23 I, III| little love!” exclaimed Annette. She was gazing at a tiny
24 I, III| one,” said the painter to Annette, “would it bore you very
25 I, III| was too great an expense.~Annette also observed them, and
26 I, III| same nurses and children.~Annette was now inspecting the buildings
27 I, III| After the painter had left Annette at her home he proceeded
28 I, III| daughter.~Without replying, Annette folded her knitting-work,
29 I, III| Musadieu’s presence since Annette had gone, was incensed at
30 I, IV | attendant showed the Countess, Annette, and Bertin upstairs into
31 I, IV | good-looking Marquis might marry Annette, that he had come there
32 I, IV | Marquis was accompanying Annette and continuing his attempts
33 I, IV | Countess started and turned. Annette, the Duchess, and the Marquis
34 I, IV | the Marquis approaching Annette. What did it matter to him,
35 I, IV | Marquis, and from revealing to Annette his real banality, veiled
36 I, IV | had begged laughingly that Annette should not be treated any
37 I, IV | instinct, comprehended that Annette attracted him almost as
38 I, IV | to become as slender as Annette, she continued to drink
39 I, IV | hardly distinguish her from Annette; but her face showed the
40 I, IV | of her daughter, she made Annette wear toilettes suitable
41 I, IV | trifle too old for her; and Annette who showed more and more
42 I, IV | own mind. Sometimes, when Annette spoke, and he happened to
43 I, IV | and asked: “Is that you, Annette, or is it your mamma?”~From
44 II, I | oil lamp, you weeping and Annette sobbing. I saw~your arrival
45 II, I | shall go, leaving my dear Annette alone in the world,~as mamma
46 II, I | ceaselessly thinking of you and Annette;~I feel that you are both
47 II, I | you, I may at least find Annette, who is~an emanation of
48 II, I | insisted that he should~take Annette with him, to distract and
49 II, I | all the world, I have only Annette and you, and I~wish to offer
50 II, I | happened, you understand?”~“And Annette?”~“Oh, she is a blooming
51 II, II | Ah, that is good!” said Annette, taking a full breath.~The
52 II, II | their heads to watch him.~Annette, from her window, cried:~“
53 II, II | dance of triumph, while Annette praised him.~“Bravo, Julio,
54 II, II | her tears to flow afresh.~Annette, on the contrary, full of
55 II, II | Love.”~“Well, mamma?” said Annette.~“Monsieur Olivier Bertin
56 II, II | beautiful so long, and when Annette appeared at her side with
57 II, II | the heat of August, beside Annette, so fresh and blooming,
58 II, II | two horses. Seated beside Annette, in the back seat of the
59 II, II | behind her in search of Annette, who had disappeared.~“Is
60 II, II | drive one mad.”~He called: “Annette! Nane!”~The young girl’s
61 II, II | six candles each illumined Annette’s face and seemed to powder
62 II, II | let us take a walk,” said Annette.~The Countess consented.~“
63 II, II | patches of yellow light. Annette and Julio ran along, each
64 II, II | shadows, as if the sight of Annette had revived the impatience
65 II, II | flute-like notes of the bird, Annette following, as softly as
66 II, II | kept still at his approach; Annette followed him, breathless
67 II, II | not at all sleepy,” said Annette; “I could pass the whole
68 II, II | separated it into two camps.~Annette, on one side, with bare
69 II, II | athletic sports.~It was Annette that spied her mother first.~“
70 II, II | and inevitable sorrows.~Annette, with closed eyes, having
71 II, II | with each other’s grief.~Annette, who was not ripe for such
72 II, II | heaven was blowing through Annette’s head that day, as it blew
73 II, II | little leaf in emeralds.”~Annette’s face lighted up with that
74 II, II | confound the Countess with Annette, but he did more and more
75 II, II | her resuscitated youth.~Annette went away again to gather
76 II, II | table in the bay-window; Annette went up to her own room,
77 II, II | everyone.”~“Oh, mamma,” said Annette, coaxingly, “let us stay
78 II, II | discreetly softened light. Then Annette’s face rose before her eyes—
79 II, II | never again show herself by Annette’s side in the bright sunlight.~
80 II, II | When she went down stairs, Annette and Olivier, who had been
81 II, III| to send him after you.”~Annette responded gravely, in the
82 II, III| Then Bertin rose, took Annette by the hand, led her under
83 II, III| lost your father. Oh, that Annette, in black like that—why,
84 II, III| everyone’s homage was paid to Annette. In that kingdom, the house
85 II, III| all eyes were turned upon Annette as Bertin held her by the
86 II, III| dethroned. Everyone looked at Annette; no one had a glance for
87 II, III| No, nothing. Why?”~“And Annette?”~“Nothing, also.”~“Then,
88 II, III| when I asked you whether Annette might pose for me a few
89 II, III| Monceau while walking with Annette: a young girl, dreaming,
90 II, III| overwhelming his heart.~Now Annette had finished her reading
91 II, III| Rising, she said quickly to Annette; “Wait a moment, my child;
92 II, III| and reentered the studio. Annette, unsuspicious, had resumed
93 II, III| weeping in each other’s arms. Annette, moved by “Les Pauvres Gens,”
94 II, III| you of wishing to seduce Annette. Oh, no, no! I know how
95 II, III| look: the desire to see Annette again is so imperious with
96 II, IV | believe himself in love with Annette. The Countess, whose watchful
97 II, IV | extraordinary resemblance of Annette to her mother a reawakening
98 II, IV | to him beyond doubt. Now, Annette so much resembled physically
99 II, IV | that he should have for Annette a sympathy a little excessive
100 II, IV | on the iron chair where Annette had laid it. He opened it
101 II, IV | felt.~She was alone with Annette, in the little back drawing-room,
102 II, IV | was studying a fantaisie.”~Annette rose to go to the piano.
103 II, IV | charming.”~A desire to look at Annette grew stronger within him,
104 II, IV | sensibility.~As soon as Annette had finished the pastoral
105 II, IV | But Olivier was looking at Annette, who had sat down facing
106 II, IV | began again to contemplate Annette, but listened also to the
107 II, IV | thinking of his walk with Annette in this same park when he
108 II, IV | Schubert melody, the thought of Annette, the vision of her face
109 II, IV | himself: “Now, have I for Annette a more tender feeling than
110 II, IV | certainly young, who had Annette’s features, but who was
111 II, IV | should like to speak to her.”~Annette appeared very soon.~“Good-day,
112 II, IV | Yes. One for you, one for Annette. Let me make you these little
113 II, IV | after, and I must go.”~But Annette begged her mother to walk
114 II, IV | evening. Men turned to look at Annette, and murmured in distinct
115 II, IV | watched for those glances that Annette attracted; she felt them
116 II, IV | will take a cab, my child.”~Annette was uneasy.~“What is the
117 II, V | when all eyes were fixed on Annette under her portrait, continued,
118 II, V | loved.~Unable to hasten Annette’s marriage too urgently,
119 II, V | the avenues of the Bois. Annette was amused in listening
120 II, V | and the Duchess treated Annette like her own daughter. The
121 II, V | beginning to be attracted by Annette’s grace. It was not at all
122 II, V | the glances he cast upon Annette. He himself did not attempt
123 II, V | indefinitely postponed.~Besides, Annette never spoke of Monsieur
124 II, V | Mortemain, the Marquis, and Annette, after a breakfast at his
125 II, V | brightly, while gazing at Annette; and the Duchess was almost
126 II, V | vexed with the Countess and Annette, whose innocent dissimulation
127 II, V | Chamber does not tempt me.”~Annette approached in a playful
128 II, V | to say. “But I trust that Annette will not marry a man so
129 II, V | Because I am old, and because Annette resembles too much what
130 II, V | before. But it was always Annette that rose upon the canvas.
131 II, V | mind the radiant face of Annette. He had loved the mother,
132 II, V | his heart—he would give Annette the pleasure of seeing this
133 II, V | wish to go, he would have Annette accompanied by her father
134 II, V | you that I cannot.”~“And Annette? Remember that she may never
135 II, V | told you of it sooner.”~Annette entered. He felt his heart
136 II, V | you brought me?” inquired Annette.~He told her about the performance,
137 II, V | she guessed at in him; and Annette’s constant presence reminded
138 II, V | was quite recent, when, on Annette’s return to Paris, she had
139 II, VI | occupied by the Duchess, Annette, the Count, the Marquis,
140 II, VI | manner of singing each aria. Annette, half turned toward him,
141 II, VI | the railing of the box, Annette was listening with all her
142 II, VI | hopeless love. He looked at Annette’s delicate profile, and
143 II, VI | with eyes fixed always upon Annette’s blonde head, which rose
144 II, VI | audience, the Duchess and Annette continued their applause
145 II, VI | he looked at us!” said Annette.~“What an admirable artist!”
146 II, VI | veiled language because of Annette’s presence, details of the
147 II, VI | successful than you.” Turning to Annette, she added: “Come, little
148 II, VI | he is very good indeed,” Annette replied, with an air of
149 II, VI | applause was tremendous, and Annette applauded so long that Bertin
150 II, VI | heart, for he had just seen Annette carry her handkerchief to
151 II, VI | astonishment or affection of Annette, for all that took a little
152 II, VI | while the Marquis took Annette’s. They descended the grand
153 II, VI | soon to lead him to talk of Annette, he walked along without
154 II, VI | impulse of his fixed idea:~“Annette was charming this evening.”~“
155 II, VI | listened to him, and fancied Annette in a large salon full of
156 II, VI | Countess.~When he entered Annette was alone in the drawing-room,
157 II, VI | remained there till night if Annette had not suddenly appeared
158 II, VI | lovely they are!” exclaimed Annette; “who can have sent them?”~“
159 II, VI | Countess, the Duchess, and Annette.~“Is he ill, your friend
160 II, VI | stopped his whispering to Annette to say: “The Figaro has
161 II, VI | to me that you will bring Annette to me, just once, only once!
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