She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. Diane spoke first. "Never mind," replied the tapstress. “It can’t make any difference to you, and there are not half a dozen people in Paris who could tell us apart. " "That was my doing, dearest," urged the carpenter; "I was afraid if you saw her that some such scene as this might occur. She bound a scarf tightly round the place where the blood seemed to be coming from. I——” She threw herself into an easy chair.
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