Alexei Alexeivich Harlamoff paintings
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—“but, sire, you do not tell me all that you have in your heart. What have I done, then? Let me know what crime I have committed.”
The king, attacked in so direct a manner, did not know what to answer. He thought that this was the moment to express the desire which he was to make only on the eve of the ball.
“Madame,” said he, with dignity, “there will shortly be a ball at the City Hall. I wish that, in honour to our worthy provosts, you should appear at it in state dress, and particularly ornamented with the diamond studs which I gave you on your birthday. That is my answer.”
It was a terrible answer. She became excessively pale, leaned her beautiful hand upon a stand, a hand which then appeared like one of wax, and looking at the king, with terror in her eyes, she was unable to reply by a single syllable.
“You hear, madame,” said the king, who enjoyed this embarrassment to its full extent
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