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TWO:But the pictures and churches filled Lisette with delight, especially the masterpieces of Correggio, the glory of Parma.

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TWO:The three eldest princesses, who had always remained at court, were, Louise-Elizabeth, called Madame; [59] handsome, clever, and ambitious; who was married to the Duke of Parma, Infant of Spain, [169] a younger son of Philip V., consequently her cousin. [60]DIRECTLY M. and Mme. de Montagu got to London they heard of the death of Pauline��s aunt, the Duchesse de Lesparre, another grief for her; but really at that time for any one to die peacefully among their own people was a subject of thankfulness to them all.

TWO:They lingered for a while at Florence, unable to tear themselves away from that enchanting city, with its marvellous wealth of art and that beauty of its own, of walls and towers and palaces and ancient streets then undestroyed.��Monsieur, I have just been hearing so much nonsense about this portrait, that really I don��t know whether I have been working like an artist or a sign-painter.��

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TWO:Barbier, a lawyer and man of the world, whose journal of eight volumes gives a vivid impression of the life of that time, after remarking that the sentence was a very lenient one, [6] that the chateau was not so large as that of many a fermier g��n��ral, and that the building thereof gave employment to many poor people, goes on to say, ��As for ��shame,�� ... if it is because the King has a mistress, why who has not? except M. le duc d��Orl��ans. [7]... The Comte de Clermont, Abb�� de Saint-Germain-des-Pr��s, openly keeps Mlle. le Duc, who was an opera dancer; she spends three-quarters of the year at Berny, the Abb����s country house, where she does the honours. She has a fine house in the rue de Richelieu, where the Prince often spends a week. The fathers of the abbey who have business with him go to him there in the morning, for he does not lodge in the palace of the abbey. This goes on in sight of every one, and nobody says a word about it.

TWO:For nothing was safe from her pencil: her books, her copy-books, even those of her schoolfellows, the walls of the dormitory, every available space was covered with heads, figures, and landscapes in crayon or charcoal, and when out in the playground she drew with a stick upon the sand.