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eberybody refushed it to me. I ashked
charity, and they shaid they'd call the poleeshe."
" Why didn't you appeal to your friends?
to me, for instance; to me, who wish you
well; to me, who have your blood in my
veins?"
"Jusht sho! Sho you could pitch me
out of doorsh!"
" My door will be always open to you;
so will my purse, so will my heart! "
" If you'd only let me had fifty francsh to
buy a new wooter-cashk."
"But you brute!-you dear old brute, I
would say-let me joke with you a little, as
I did when you shared my bed and tableit's no fifty francs I will give you, but a
thousand-ten thousand!-my whole fortune I wish to divide with you-in proportion to our respective needs. You must
live; you must be happy. See! Spring
has come back with her train of flowers