” He shook his head, and his eyes and the mouth under the black mustache wrinkled with his smile. The summer arrived, speeding the Plague and with it the famine in the streets. To settle things, you know. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. I won’t tolerate any foreign tongue in this house, least of all that confounded French.
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