Sealed Lips — page 271: what you’re looking at

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SHALED LIPS, 263 such a terrible effect, and did his best to efface the Stain. Meanwhile Jenny arose, and reached the door with a tottering step. : “Mother,” said she, “I beg of you come with me.” The Roumanian had. already recovered her self- possession. She hurried to her daughter’s side, and gave her arm, making a sign to the other to havea little patience. When the two women reached the landing on the next floor, instead of going to her own room, Jenny turned the handle of the door to the room that was not opened often, since Godefroid’s coffin had left it. She entered with an impassible, cold face. This time she led her mother. : “Do you remember his death?” asked she, as she closed the door. “He had a stain of ink upon his finger, like the one I have just seen. Had he been writing?” “Without doubt,” said Martscha, with trembling lips. “Why is it not possible?” “T wish to know what he wrote?” The Roumanian replied in a perfectly natural tone: “IT know nothing about it, but one can easily imagine.” “Tmagine! You were near him when he wrote his last lines. You ought to know all about it.” This was the time for Madame Sauval to make an important decision, She did not hesitate, but turn- EGoOmicboo <S,(E(C)