The thousand voices which a few moments before had been so clamorous were now hushed. The unfortunate woman was stretched upon the floor, with a bloody knife in her hand. I had left Paris. . She pointed. He glanced up at the coachman. At the same time,” she added, in a suddenly altered tone, “it isn’t anything whatever to do with you, is it?” “Why not?” he answered. Ed.
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