:17:04
Madame Sand!
:17:05
- Hello. How was your trip?
- Madame Sand!
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Im melting with delight!
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Oh, and youve brought your two boys!
:17:15
- Im a girl.
- Ah.
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Here, Master Delacroix.
I have given you my own studio.
:17:30
The light, you can see, is perfection.
:17:35
When is Monsieur Chopin arriving?
:17:37
Tomorrow.
Or so he wrote to me in his letter.
:17:41
Here is the theatre!
:17:44
Sometimes we indulge ourselves
in little amateur productions.
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And here, Madame Sand,
is your workroom.
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If you open the doors, perhaps
our southern moonlight will inspire you
:17:58
to write those sublime novels
which I so admire.
:18:17
George! Up, quick!
:18:22
We have food for a picnic!
:18:25
And a donkey!
:18:27
Come,
before the dreaded duchess finds us.
:18:42
Cheers.
:18:53
Come on!