“You may be right, my son,” murmured Martin, in a tone that was scarcely audible; “but I do not wish to see the Abbé Faye: he has such red hair!” And so he breathed his last sigh.
“Father! father!” cried Eusebe, not yet aware that his parent was dead, “believe me, there is nothing true but the greatness of God!”
“And,” cried the Abbé Faye, who at that moment thrust his red head in at the door,
“Human Follies!”
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