And there are two copies--to make the thing sure.

So we cannot kill him.
"Josephine listened to all this to-night, from Lang's own lips.

And she pleaded with him, M'sieur.

She called upon him to think of the little child, letting him believe that it was still alive; and he laughed at her.

And then, almost as I was ready to plunge my knife into his heart, she threw up her head like an angel and told him to do his worst--that she refused to pay the price.