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Led Astray and The Sphinx

CHAPTER VIII
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She was there, sitting on an old tomb-stone, as if overwhelmed, shivering in all her limbs under the chilling torrent of rain which a pitiless sky was pouring without interruption over her light party-dress.

I seized her two hands, trying to raise her up.
"Ah! unhappy child! what have you done!" "Yes, most unhappy!" she murmured, in a voice as faint as a breath.
"But you are killing yourself." "So much the better--so much the better!" "You cannot remain there! Come!--" I saw that she was unable to stand up alone.
"Ah! _Dieu bon! Dieu puissant!_ what shall I do?
What's to become of you now?
What do you wish with me ?" She made no reply.

She was trembling, and her teeth were chattering.

I lifted her up in my arms and I carried her in.

The mind works fast in such moments.


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