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-- Yes , I know , '' said Marianne . She snapped her fingers in her impatience . The letter that she had torn up had been written by Rosas , and received by Uncle Kayser at his studio , whence he had forwarded it to his niece . The duke informed Marianne that he would wait for her at five o'clock at Avenue Montaigne . He had something to say to her . He had passed the entire night reflecting and dreaming . She remembered her own wild dreams .