Marsac

Elizabeth Marsac was a native of Orange, N.J., and a 1944 graduate of the College of St. Elizabeth in Morristown, N.J. Her husband of 43 years, Daniel F. Dobson, died in 1996.

Elizabeth Dobson, church member Post 2010

Early next morning, as Lucien sat at breakfast with David, who had come back alone from Marsac, in came Mme. Chardon with a scared face.

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David at dinner and go back to Marsac, chewing the cud of uneasy reflection.

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Marsac was worth more than eighty thousand francs, to say nothing of the traditional bits of land which old Sechard used to buy as they came into the market, for old Sechard had savings — he was lucky with his vintages, and a clever salesman.

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“But I will go over to Marsac tomorrow and see him, if it is only to ask leave to build.”

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You can add her property to Marsac, for they touch.

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The two friends went to Marsac, and spent part of the day with the old “bear.”

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The news of this proposal sent by David to his father brought the old vinegrower from Marsac into the Place du Murier with the swiftness of the raven that scents the corpses on a battlefield.

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Matters had gone so far, that the new home was very nearly ready, and David had gone over to Marsac to persuade his father to come to the wedding, not without a hope that the old man might relent at the sight of his daughter-inlaw, and give something towards the heavy expenses of the alterations, when there befell one of those events which entirely change the face of things in a small town.

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Marsac on business, a little piece of deception which seemed probable under the circumstances.

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