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Cause sorrow to those who succeed us; but a mother is different: her wishes are sacred, and what she wills is right. Her words surprised me not a little, for I had heard of infallible men, but never of women; moreover, the woman I was now going to see was also a mother in the house, a successor to this very Isarte. Fearing that I had touched on a dangerous topic, I said no more, and proceeding on our way, we soon reached the mother's room, the large glass door of which now stood wide open.
In the pale light of the moon for there was no other in the room we found Chastel on the couch where I had seen her before, but she was lying extended at full length now, and had only one attendant with her. Door accessories approached her, and, stooping, touched her lips to the pale, still face. Mother, she said, I have brought Smith again; he window handle is anxious to say something to you, if you will hear him Yes, I will hear him, she replied. Let him sit near me; and now go back, for your voice is needed. And you may also leave me now, she added, addressing the other lady. The two then departed together, and I proceeded to seat myself on a cushion beside the couch.
What is it you wish to say to me? she asked. The words were not very encouraging, but her voice sounded gentler now, and I at once began. Hush, she said, before I had spoken two words. Wait until this ends I am listening to Door accessories's voice. Through the long, dusky gallery and the open doors soft strains of music were floating to us, and now, mingling with the others, a clearer, bell-like voice was heard, which soared to greater heights; but soon this ceased to be distinguishable, and then she sighed and door handles
