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Updated: May 6, 2025
My dear M. Ravinet, you must have been mistaken; you had a ringing in your ears, or" "No, I am sure I was not mistaken! But never mind; we must see what it is." During this conversation, the door of the room had been open; and several of the lodgers, hearing the voice of the merchant and the exclamations of the woman as they crossed the hall, had stopped and listened.
A slight color returned to her pallid cheeks; her bosom rose painfully, and sank again; her teeth, closely shut, opened; and with parted lips she stretched forth her neck as if to draw in the fresh air instinctively. "She is alive!" exclaimed the women, almost frightened, and as if they had seen a miracle performed, "she is alive!" In an instant, M. Ravinet was by her side.
When they were safely stowed away in it, and at the moment when they cast off the man-rope, Papa Ravinet called to Daniel, "We shall soon see you! Rely upon me! Tonight Miss Henrietta shall have a telegram from us."
He was so seriously disturbed, although generally very calm and cool, that the two Chevassats were thoroughly frightened. "An accident!" exclaimed the woman; "that was all that was wanting. But pray, what has happened, dear M. Ravinet?" "How do I know? This very moment, as I was just coming out of my room, I thought I heard the death-rattle of a dying person. It was in the fifth story.
When Papa Ravinet had finished his little speech, there was nobody left but the two ladies who lived on the first floor, and the concierge and his wife. The two ladies, moreover, looked at each other in great embarrassment, as if they did not know what their curiosity might cost them. Had the shrewd man foreseen this noble abandonment of the poor girl?
The third story was rented to a very rich man, a baron as people said, who only appeared there at long intervals, preferring, according to his own account, to live on his estates near Saintonge. The whole fourth story was occupied by a man familiarly known as Papa Ravinet, although he was barely fifty years old.
"And I received your letter, my darling, but too late. After having missed me twice, the assassin fired at me; and I was in my bed, a ball in my chest, dying." "What has become of the murderer?" asked Papa Ravinet. "He was arrested." "Then he confessed?" "Yes, thanks to the astonishing cleverness of the magistrate who carried on the investigation." "What has become of him?"
But I cannot understand why you should offer me your kind protection." Papa Ravinet affected a greater surprise than he really felt, and said, raising his hands to heaven, "Great God! she mistrusts my good will." "Sir!" "Pray what can you have to fear from me? I am an old man; you are almost a child. I come to help you. Is not that perfectly natural, and quite simple?"
When Henrietta was alone, after the departure of Papa Ravinet, she had only become confirmed in her determination to trust in him blindly: she had even forborne to think it over, as she had, humanly speaking, no other choice on earth. Thus, after having received Mrs.
Then overcoming her emotion, and turning to Papa Ravinet, she added, "But pray, who are you, sir, you who thus come to succor, a poor young girl who is an utter stranger to you, doubling the value of your assistance by your great delicacy?"
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