Dominique Francon

August 10, 2014 § Leave a comment

She shuddered suddenly, and then she laughed. She laughed simply, completely; he saw the pale foam of the dress trembling; she stood straight, her head thrown back, like a string shaking with the vibrations of a blinding insult to him; an insult, because her laughter was not bitter or mocking, but quite simply gay.

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