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THE BOHEMIANS OF THE LATIN QUARTER.
several times with her. He was a fair-haired youth, with a magnificent moustache curled up at the ends, to hook innocent hearts. The bouquet had beeen pulled to pieces by everybody; only the two white roses were left. The young man asked Angela for them; she refused—only to forget them after the ball on a bench, whence the young fair-haired youth hastened to take them.
At that moment it was fourteen degrees below freezing-point in Rodolphe’s belvidere. He was leaning against his window looking out at the lights in the ball-room, where his cousin Angela, who didn’t care for him, was dancing.