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... plicated a moment ago, now she truly didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Only then did she realize: the man's gaze hadn't been fixed on her at all — He was staring straight at the loaf of bread in her arms.
For a brief instant, an irrepressible urge to laugh bubbled up inside her.
But just as quickly, a faint pang of sadness pressed it down.
Pierre, for his part, noticed none of these subtle shifts in her expression.
"Madame, would it be possible?"
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