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Dear mother, I said to him, that\'did you cry; I\'m angry that you have maintained my sorrows! A l\'now, she closed my door, she blew out her candle and she rushed over me. She held me kissed her; she was lying on my blanket next to me. -......

\\\"Qu\"il fasse beau, qu\"il fasse laid, c\"est mon habitude d\"aller sur les cinq heures du soir me promener au Palais-Royal...\\\" Et celui que Diderot rencontre ce jour-là est le neveu du célèbre......