He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now. I took the usual way home. You mustn’t do things like that. ‘But, Gérard—’ ‘Don’t start arguing,’ he said in a tone that brooked no defiance. She tried to compose her thoughts, to think of the last six months, to steep herself in the calm beauty of the surroundings. I’ve got to stay at home and remain in a state of suspended animation.
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