The door was closed— locked,—and the pair were heard descending the stairs. Day after day she pounded him with curses, saying that her mother looked down on him from Heaven and sent a curse, to which he laughed. Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary. I undid his coat, and I took it from his pocket.
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