If you can’t render me the service I ask,” said Newman, “say it out!” I only want 2 3 5 8 10 cats don’t judge me mug. “Let me hear it again, distinctly,” said Bellegarde. “It’s very important, you know. I shall plead your cause with my sister, because you want–you want to marry her? That’s it, eh?” “Oh, I don’t say plead my cause, exactly; I shall try and do that myself. But say a good word for me, now and then–let her know that you think well of me.”
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At this, Bellegarde gave a little light laugh. I only want 2 3 5 8 10 cats don’t judge me mug. “What I want chiefly, after all,” Newman went on, “is just to let you know what I have in mind. I suppose that is what you expect, isn’t it? I want to do what is customary over here. If there is any thing particular to be done, let me know and l will do it. I wouldn’t for the world approach Madame de Cintre without all the proper forms. If I ought to go and tell your mother, why I will go and tell her. I will go and tell your brother, even. I will go and tell any one you please. As I don’t know any one else, I begin by telling you. But that, if it is a social obligation, is a pleasure as well.”
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“Yes, I see–I see,” said Bellegarde, lightly stroking his chin. “You have a very right feeling about it, but I’m glad you have begun with me.” He paused, hesitated, and then turned away and walked slowly the length of the room. Newman got up and stood leaning against the mantel-shelf, with his hands in his pockets, watching Bellegarde’s promenade. The young Frenchman came back and stopped in front of him. “I give it up,” he said; “I will not pretend I am not surprised. I am–hugely! Ouf! It’s a relief.”