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chapter-031		chapter-031			.txt	text/plain	3985	256	84	Awhile I listened to the lullaby of bees humming in the berceau, and watched, through the glass door and the tender, lightly-strewn spring foliage, Madame Beck and a gay party of friends, whom she had entertained that day at dinner after morning mass, walking in the centre-alley under orchard boughs dressed at this season in blossom, and wearing a colouring as pure and warm as mountain-snow at sun-rise. While watching this girl, Mademoiselle Sauveur by name, and following the gleam of her bright silk robe (she was always richly dressed, for she was said to be wealthy) through the flowers and the glancing leaves of tender emerald, my eyes became dazzledthey closed; my lassitude, the warmth of the day, the hum of bees and birds, all lulled me, and at last I slept.	./cache/chapter-031.txt	./txt/chapter-031.txt