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 self and exclaims, 'How delicious! Do 

 you like it ? Is it not heavenly ? You can- 

 not find its equal anywhere ; ' and then 

 his nostrils dilate, and he can hardly 

 contain his joy and pride under an ap- 

 pearance of modesty. What a wonder- 

 ful person, never enough praised and 

 admired, whose name will be handed 

 down to future ages ! Let me look at his 

 mien and shape, while he is still in the 

 land of the living, that I may study the 

 features and the countenance of a man 

 who, alone among mortals, is the happy 

 possessor of such a plum/' 



Well, La Bruyere is wrong. We readily 

 forgive him his mistake, for the sake of 

 the marvellous window, which he, alone 



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