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"_Tiens! _ Madame Depine, one never sees you now. " Madame la Proprietaire was blocking the threshold, preventing her exit. "I was almost thinking you had veritably died of Madame Valiere's cough."
"One has received my rent, the Monday," the little old lady replied frigidly.