Sealed Lips — page 216: what you’re looking at

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208 SEALED LIPS. Godefroid, sniffing the air as a wild beast scents its prey, glided behind a laurel hedge whose green foliage made an impenetrable screen. As he glided from bush to bush he could see his wife’s elegant, supple figure walking slowly with her hands crossed over the book, which was now closed, her head bent, with all the signs of bitter distress. He thought of the promenade that they had taken to- gether in this same place the evening of their arrival at Pomeyras. “What are these old trees that she loves so much going to see?” thought he, shivering in spite of him- self, as he thought of the drama so near. A rumbling of wheels was heard in the distance. Jenny turned her head to assure herself that she was alone. Upon asign from her hand the horses covered with foam stopped. The prince threw the reins to the servant, and descended from the carriage. “To the stables, and unharness them!” ordered - he. Then, as the carriage disappeared, Kemeneff bowed respectfully before the young woman. “Here is the reply to your letter,” said he, hand- ing her a letter that she at once put in her pocket. “T can hardly wait to read it, but I dare not. I always fear that he may appear. He watches me | constantly, and this suspicion is atrocious.” She carried her handkerchief to her eyes. “T pity you with all my heart,” said the prince. Heomicbooks.com