There were not many books in it, but on one of the shelves was a skeleton in armor.
It amazed one to see in this good lady's house that Etruscan warrior wearing a green bronze helmet and a cuirass.

He slept among boxes of bonbons, vases of gilded porcelain, and carved images of the Virgin, picked up at Lucerne and on the Righi.

Madame Marmet, in her widowhood, had sold the books which her husband had left.

Of all the ancient objects collected by the archaeologist, she had retained nothing except the Etruscan.

Many persons had tried to sell it for her.