Vianne Rocher:
Would you care...
[clears throat]
Vianne Rocher:
... would you care to buy something special for your lady friend?
Guillaume Blerot:
Lady friend?
Vianne Rocher:
Mm-hmm, the lovely woman your dog was so fond of.
Guillaume Blerot:
[smiles]
Oh.
Vianne Rocher:
Her favorite is chocolate seashells, that's my guess.
Guillaume Blerot:
Oh, no, I mustn't. Madame Audel is in mourning for her husband.
Vianne Rocher:
Oh. I'm sorry. When did he pass away?
Guillaume Blerot:
The war. German grenade.
Vianne Rocher:
Oh, I see. Well, it's been 15 years since the war, so surely...
Guillaume Blerot:
No, not that war. Monsieur Audel was killed on January the 12th, 1917. It was quite a blow to Madame Audel.
Vianne Rocher:
Apparently so.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:07