Her long incarceration at the convent in Blaye had taught her to be dismissive of her own appearance. He claimed me for his wife, and showed to every one a marriage certificate. From the centre of the ceiling hung a replica of the temple lamp in the Taj Mahal. The next moment he was by her side. CHAPTER VIII. Poor thing! how beautiful she looks! but how like death!" Deathlike, indeed, was the repose of the sleeper,—deathlike and deep.
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