[The Dream by Emile Zola]@TWC D-Link bookThe Dream CHAPTER VI 16/48
Take the end over there, nearest to you.
Hold it firm!" The sheet, which they stretched out with their strong arms, flapped backwards and forwards like a sail.
At last they succeeded in putting it on the ground, and then placed upon it much heavier stones than before. And now that, quite conquered, it sank quietly down, neither of them thought of leaving their places, but remained on their knees at the opposite corners, separated by this great piece of pure white linen. She smiled, but this time without malice.
It was a silent message of thanks.
He became by degrees a little bolder. "My name is Felicien." "And mine is Angelique." "I am a painter on glass, and have been charged to repair the stained-glass window of the chapel here." "I live over there with my father and mother, and I am an embroiderer of church vestments." The wind, which continued to be strong under the clear blue sky, carried away their words, lashed them with its purifying breath in the midst of the warm sunshine in which they were bathed. They spoke of things which they already knew, as if simply for the pleasure of talking. "Is the window, then, to be replaced ?" "No! oh no! it will be so well repaired that the new part cannot be distinguished from the old.
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