Chapter 13

Next morning I rose with the dawn, and having dressed myself and stood half-an-hour, my elbow leaning on the chest of drawers, considering what means I should adopt to restore my spirits, fagged with sleeplessness, to their ordinary tone - for I had no intention of getting up a scene with M. Pelet, reproaching him with perfidy, sending him a challe

            
            

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