| BELLE: Is he gone? Can you imagine, he asked me to marry him! Me, the wife of that boorish, brainless... "Madame Gaston"-- can't you just see it? "Madame Gaston"-- his "little wife". No sir, not me! I guarantee it. I want much more than this provincial life! I want adventure in the great wide somewhere. I want it more than I can tell. And for once it might be grand, to have someone understand. I want so much more than they've got planned... |
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