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113And yet her maids could not understand that she to open adoor was onething, to open a wit made ?humans [?],for that she did insist upon - though maids who left doors open,never opened their windows an inch, except that for with the exceptionof that poor little thing, Marthe, the Swiss girl who,[?] as she was glad tofind, agreed with her entirely that it isbetterworse to have no baththan to sleep with one's windows shut, & then at hometo look atthere were the beautiful mountains;" & there, alas, herfather was dying of cancer of the throat, & what leaving usfatherless, madame" she had said.For there is no escape.