A LIFE STORY.

So looked at him with extreme curiosity, until Samuel Abbe said:

‘This gentleman is a friend of man gray.

The audience greeted him with respect, and then going to turn a flashlight into the lamp burning on the desk, turned and said:

– Go! since you have to do in the cemetery, come.

And lifted the trap was in the midst of public-house, which covered a ladder by which down to the cellar of the establishment.
XV

At the cave, the Abbe Samuel took the torch held by the public.

‘I have no need of you, he said.

– I can go back to the store?

Yes.

– And do not expect anyone?

‘No one absolutely.

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