Upon the pavement near the court lay the porter, who had been prostrated by a blow from the butt-end of a pistol. When she arrived at the Palazzo, not a single sentry was aware of her presence. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. The dog approached timidly, his tail going furiously. A few bricks, dislodged probably by his last descent, came clattering down the chimney, and as it was perfectly dark, gave him the notion that some one was endeavouring to force an entrance into the room. He did not stagger in the least. But God will punish you for what you have done this day. He suddenly realized that he could not keep you for ever in this part of the world; so he sends you to your aunt.
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