The pieces fell to the ground in a little white shower. Then it was the woman herself who was changed. But a woman’s life is all chance. Hurrying in the direction of the supposed arrest, they encouraged each other with shouts, and threatened the offending parties with their vengeance. She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes, each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters. " "Oh! let me die," groaned the widow. ‘There is Bernadette, Marie-Thérèse, Marie-Joséphine, Marie-Claire, Henriette—’ Exasperated, Gerald seized her by the shoulders. ’ The smile vanished. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look.
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