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It gave her great satisfaction to hear that Madame Chamberlain had spent a night in the county jail, even if the nocturnal activities picked right up again after two weeks. She remained for a few moments standing as though listening to his retreating footsteps. She came along with the fluttering assurance of some tall ship. He believes that he is leaving this conscience behind; and I want to watch his disillusion on this particular point. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. In the next place, she really had some pretensions to beauty.
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