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Dea, I am drunk. Let me kiss your feet."
Is it you, then, for certain?"
I have so much to say to you now that I do not know where to begin."
One kiss!"
O my wife!"
Gwynplaine, do not tell me that I am beautiful. It is you who are
handsome."
"I have found you again. I hold you to my heart. This is true. You are
mine. I do not dream. Is it possible? Yes, it is. I recover possession
of life. If you only knew! I have met with all sorts of adventures.
Dea!"
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Gwynplaine, I love you!"
And Ursus murmured,--
"Mine is the joy of a grandfather."
Homo, having come from under the van, was going from one to the other
discreetly, exacting no attention, licking them left and right--now
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