Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. She guessed that he probably slept all of three hours a night at most. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. . ‘I have first some affairs to finish. Agreeably he helped her take the shirt off. She came to adore them. ” “My wife was astounded—wounded beyond measure. “I did it for love of you,” he said.
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