What ho! lights! lights!" And, shouting as he went, he flung himself down stairs. Madame Valade was that kind of woman. She found it extremely difficult to infuse an air of quiet correctitude into her return through the window, and when she was safely inside she waved clinched fists and executed a noiseless dance of rage. They give themselves airs, but so it is.
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