Lurine, was pretty, petite, and eighteen.
Lurine had noticed him for several days hovering about the Pharmacie
"Good evening!" was all he said to her.
"I have been watching you. Are you offended?"
"No," she answered, almost in a whisper.
"You may walk with me as far as the corner of the Rue de Lille," she replied.
"How much do they pay you there?" he asked.
"I would do anything for you," she whispered, and then he kissed her good night.
"Have you brought me the things?"
"Yes," she answered. "Will you take them here, now?"
"I will not have time to go with you to the Rue de Lille to-night," he said.
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