The girl regarded him
with the face of a Sphinx. "
"I'll give you something better worth keeping," she answered, detaching the
ornament from her neck, and presenting it to him; "this contains a lock of my
hair, and may remind you sometimes of your little sister. I am not of the canaille, but a bourgeois. Checking an ominous cough, that, ever and
anon, convulsed her lungs, the poor woman addressed a few parting words to her
companion, who lingered at the doorway as if he had something on his mind,
which he did not very well know how to communicate. ”
He strode away and vanished in the gathering fog. Horribly skinny he was, and short too. One transgression; he was sure of that. ’ The questions that had long haunted her came out at last. Supper was over. “Call it warning, if you like.
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