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 imagine how something shook me?

The girl saw that I changed colour and asked, “What is the matter with you, soldier, tell me?”

“Be silent,” I said, “That young lady is dead!”

This servant was usually very gay and liked to flirt with the passing travellers, but on hearing that news, she wrung her hands and burst into tears, and ran out of the kitchen!

I took my cap and went out also, and in passing heard how this old woman was still chattering with the landlady. And I recollect even now how I was frightened at that old woman, I cannot express it even to you. I stole slowly along the road, and the cart overtaking me with Ivanoff I got into it.

Now see how the matter stood! The inspector evidently let the authorities