For in life there is but one hour: an epic or an idyll: all other hours lead up to and down from it. At the back of her mind, dim and yet disconcerting, was the perception that she herself did not know what she wanted. “If only her sister is half as pretty, no wonder that she has set the Parisians talking. She opened the window, for the night was mild, and sat on the floor with her chin resting upon the window-sill. They would arrest him for the French spy they had thought her at first. O'Higgins did not confide in me.
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