A Parisian Romance — page 50: what you’re looking at

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A PARISIAN KOMANCE. 41 had said, it was undoubtedly a great shock to her, that would not in itself account for her extraordi- nary emotion. Worn out with vain speculation, Henri at last threw himself down on the sofa, leaving the doctor and Francois to watch beside the sick-bed, and soon, overcome by the varied emotions of the day, fell into a deep slumber. About three o’clock in the morning, he was roused by the doctor. <A decided change for the worse had taken place. Madame de Targy, looking much more composed, stood near the head of the bed. .Henri went to her side, and together they awaited the approach of the mysterious angel. Monsieur de Targy never recovered conscious- ness, but, as the first rays of the rising sun gilded the waking world, he breathed his last, dying, as he had lived, unloving and unloved. If it be true that a man’s place in this world is measured by the void he leaves behind him, it would be difficult to discover the benefit of this man’s life. GEomicbookssco in