笔下文学
会员中心 我的书架

Chapter 2

(快捷键←)[上一章]  [回目录]  [下一章](快捷键→)

next morning the duchesse de puysange received an immoderate armful of roses, with a fair copy of some execrable verses. de puysange spent the afternoon, selecting bonbons and wholesome books,—"for his fiancée," he gravely informed the shopman.

at the opéra he never left her box; afterward, at the comtesse de hauteville's, he created a furor by sitting out three dances in the conservatory with his wife. mademoiselle tiercelin had already received his regrets that he was spending that night at home.

先看到这(加入书签) | 推荐本书 | 打开书架 | 返回首页 | 返回书页 | 错误报告 | 返回顶部