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 tall, with a very serious expression; formerly he looked at me benevolently, but now he evidently regarded me as a beast. He gave me his hand, but soon dropped mine suddenly, and, turning round:

“I cannot,” he said, “see you now, go away, my brother, for Jesus’ sake—go away! If you remain in the town, come to me later on, please.” He bowed and turned away.

I sought my lodging, and all these sorrowful circumstances so oppressed me that for two entire days I could not eat any food. Sad grief filled my mind! On the third day the inspector called me forward and ordered me to start. The paper came with the order to drive her farther on, but God Himself had taken pity on her and removed her. The gendarme was pleased and began to cross himself thrice.

Now as to what happened to me finally. It was not the end of me. Driving back