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The letter was to Daguenet. Without being told, Madame Maloir wrote "My little darling" in her best cursive; she then told him not to come tomorrow because "it wasn't possible", but that, wherever she might be, "he was always in her thoughts".
And I'll end with "a thousand kisses", she murmured.
Madame Lerat was nodding approval at every word. Her eyes were gleaming; she adored being involved in love affairs. And she even wanted to add a little touch of her own, whispering in a melting voice:
"A thousand kisses on your lovely eyes."
"That's it, a thousand kisses on your lovely eyes", repeated Nana, as a blissful expression spread over the two old women's faces.

Emile Zola and inkwell
Photo by Gaspard-Félix Tournachon
Emile Zola, Nana, first published 1880, Charpentier: Paris.
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