Sealed Lips — page 293: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

SEALED LIFS, 285 my turn, after having sent the terrible letter to you. IfIlreappear before you for an hour believe that it is only because I am determined to succeed in what I have undertaken.. This dead man has been troubled and agitated in his grave long enough.” Madame Sauval sat perfectly motionless. Was it by the unexpected violence of the attack or by a supreme effort of desperate resistance? The priest’s voice became threatening as he said once more: “T swear to you that Prince Kemeneff and Patrice O’Farrell shall know of the impious audacity with which you have suppressed Godefroid’s last words. You do not fear the dead any more, but take care. of the living.” Martscha understood that she was vanquished without hope of revenge. Rage, more than shame, covered her face when she arose to go into an ad- joining room. Quick to profit by all advantages, she said, in a harsh voice: “Do not forget that the secret of a confession has closed your mouth.” “Youare joking, I think,” responded the priest. “Have no fears. In telling the truth I should cover with shame and blood those that I love and have united. Hurry and obey me. Every minute that I pass in this house is a torture to me. Here, my priest’s robe burns my shoulders.” With the impatience of a lover who wishin to know his fate, this priest, bent with age, could Gomich 0 )(O) KH Ge QO)