III The sorrows of M. de Charlus—His sham duel—The stations on the “Translantic”—Weary of Albertine, I decide to break with her. I was dropping with sleep. I was taken up to my floor not by the lift-boy, but by the squinting page, who to make conversation informed me that his sister was still with the gentleman who was so rich, and that, on one occasion, when she had made up her mind to return home instead of sticking to her business, her gentleman friend had paid a visit to the mother…
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