Bah!" Dona Luisa took up her children's cry.

"Paris!".

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Never had it even occurred to her to go to a Lutheran land to be protected by her sister.
"Let it be Paris, then!" said the Frenchman, as though he were speaking of an unknown city.
He had accustomed himself to believe that he would never return to it.
During the first years of his life in America, the trip would have been an impossibility because of the military service which he had evaded.
Then he had vague news of different amnesties.