The morning of Monday the 16th of November 1724 at length dawned. While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. But what the deuce! He was human; he was a machine only when on the hunt. “Miss Pellissier,” he said, “I came here this afternoon hoping particularly to see you for a few moments before you signed that contract. Would it be Thérèse?’ She shook her head.
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