A Parisian Romance — page 215: what you’re looking at

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206 A PARISIAN ROMANCE ment, outlined against the clear, starry sky, the baron was seen to sway and then fall heavily to the ground. The doctor hurried out to the balcony and bent over the prostrate form. Rosa had sunk down near the window, with her face buried in her hands, as if to shut out some awful sight. The others stood as if turned into marble, all eyes fixed upon the balcony. Through the room floated the sensuous melody of “ Wine, Women, and Song,” which the band were playing out of sight, in the curtained recess. Then, suddenly the doctor straightened himself. up, turned and faced the frightened company. Raising his hand with a commanding gesture: “Stop that music!” he said, in grave, solemn tones. “The baron is dead!” GEomichooks: co