My dearest M, Are you alone? D She paid the urchin a sou to return her brief answer. Oui. Less than half an hour later, Degas was knocking at the door of her studio, holding the hand of a little girl he hoisted into his arms as they stepped inside. The girl flung her arms around Degas’s neck and peeked at Mary from the safety of the folds of his plaid woolen scarf. He untied the child’s hat, revealing a mass of dark curls that cascaded down her back. “You brought a chaperone?” “I did. You said you were alone.” “Is she yours?” Mary asked. She had never seen him with a child before. He laughed and petted the girl’s curls. “She belongs to some friends. But she likes me very much—don’t you, sweetheart? Eloise, meet Mademoiselle Cassatt. Mademoiselle Cassatt is very nice, but she is very sad because she doesn’t know any little girls in Paris.”
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