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and little Hianon [[?]] - where poor Marie Antoinette amused herself with playing daily maid. We saw her homes all furnished and Napoleon's and walked through the lovely gardens and Park to the Laiterie and Cortages Thatched and was grown  by the side of artificial wake [[?]] and under huge trees - we lay on the grass and sketched and finally walked back to the station, a long pull, by way of gardens of The Palace itself where [[??]] all fountains the best part of a mile long. I am too tired tonight to do any of it justice having spent the whole afternoon on my [[?]]

12 rue Thogador [[??]]
May 27 - {1988}
Dear Grandma -
   [[??]] is one other master Bouguereau [[??]]. A little fat man with yellowish white hair and blue eyes. [[??]] is the image of him, it - couldn't be better. Try to imagine him saying- "Ce n'est-pas mal. il-y-a des qualities - Mais, Mais- Mais" They will translate it for you. I haven't had any letters this week and feel much abused - will have a lot tomorrow I hope. I had a note from Dr, Bacon last