A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. It seemed to make her sister downcast beyond any precedent. . "As it's getting late, and the porter may be gone to bed," he observed; "I'll take the pass-key, and let myself in. ” They entered the place, a pleasant little café of the sort to be met with in the outlying parts of Paris. Mrs. "You must not remain here another instant," replied Thames. Of his own certain knowledge he could tell them that. ” She breathed relief.
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