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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Cousin Betty by Honore de Balzac: with her eyes, following me! Never did Josepha--Josepha! she is cag-
mag!" cried the ex-bagman. "What have I said? /Cag-mag/--why, I might
have let the word slip out at the Tuileries! I can never do any good
unless Valerie educates me--and I was so bent on being a gentleman.--
What a woman she is! She upsets me like a fit of the colic when she
looks at me coldly. What grace! What wit! Never did Josepha move me
so. And what perfection when you come to know her!--Ha, there is my
man!"
He perceived in the gloom of the Rue de Babylone the tall, somewhat
stooping figure of Hulot, stealing along close to a boarding, and he
went straight up to him.
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