How were Hector and Balzac, and Antoinette?
She took the keys.

How cool and pleasant they were to the touch! The steel of the lantern too--how exquisitely soothing! He must lie down again: she would wake him as she came out.

No, no, she would go alone.
She went to cage after cage.

At last to that of the largest lions.

There was a deep answering purr to her soft call.