“I suppose Paris is very, very distracting. Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved to see the absurdity of the position. "My name is Kneebone," added the portly personage, stepping forward. ‘Parbleu, I hope that I do not have many more times to come in this way to the house,’ she muttered fretfully. Something forbade him to draw her toward him and seal the compact with a kiss. Stopping before each door, they took up the plates of the locks, examined the ponderous bolts, and were struck with the utmost astonishment at what they beheld.
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