He was walking listlessly along, well-dressed, debonnair, good-looking. On their left the river, with its gloomy pile of buildings on the opposite side, and a huge revolving advertisement throwing its strange reflection upon the black water. “She found my collection of witchcraft books under my bed and threw them away. Fas du tout. No, don’t let me call myself that. The aunt laughed. Paris looms behind—a tragedy of strange recollections—here she emerges Phœnix-like, subtly developed, a flawless woman, beautiful, self-reliant, witty, a woman with the strange gift of making all others beside her seem plain or vulgar.
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