The George Sand-Gustave Flaubert Letters

CXIV. To Gustave Flaubert 30 April, 1869

No way of going out today. This slavery to one’s profession is horrid, isn’t it? Between now and Friday I shall write to you so that we can again settle on a day. I embrace you, my old beloved troubadour.

G. Sand

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