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herlife.
But,hercouragewasofthatemotionalnaturethatitbrought
theirrepressibletearsintohereyes.Thiswasacouragethat
MadameDefargesolittlecomprehendedastomistakefor
weakness.“Ha,ha!”shelaughed,“youpoorwretch!Whatareyou
worth!IaddressmyselftothatDoctor.”Thensheraisedhervoice
andcalledout,“CitizenDoctor!WifeofEvremonde!Childof
Evremonde!Anypersonbutthismiserablefool,answerthe
CitizenessDefarge?”
Perhapsthefollowingsilence,perhapssomelatentdisclosure
intheexpressiononMissPross’sface,perhapsasudden
misgivingapartfromeithersuggestion,whisperedtoMadame
Defargethattheyweregone.Threeofthedoorssheopened
swiftly,andlookedin.
“Thoseroomsareallindisorder,therehasbeenhurried
packing,thereareoddsandendsupontheground.Thereisno
oneinthatroombe