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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Monsieur has bought my picture, said Mademoiselle Noemie. When it’s finished you’ll carry it to him in a cab.
A little, my daughter, a little? said M. Nioche perplexed. How much?
Two thousand! said Mademoiselle Noemie. Don’t make a fuss or he’ll take back his word.
Two thousand! cried the old man, and he began to fumble for his snuff-box. He looked at Newman from head to foot; he looked at his daughter and then at the picture. Take care you don’t spoil it! he cried almost sublimely.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Monsieur has bought my picture, said Mademoiselle Noemie. When it’s finished you’ll carry it to him in a cab.
A little, my daughter, a little? said M. Nioche perplexed. How much?
Two thousand! said Mademoiselle Noemie. Don’t make a fuss or he’ll take back his word.
Two thousand! cried the old man, and he began to fumble for his snuff-box. He looked at Newman from head to foot; he looked at his daughter and then at the picture. Take care you don’t spoil it! he cried almost sublimely.