What a frightful sky there is." "Yes, frightful," was his reply.
Then they descended the stairs.

He had handed her a hundred-franc note to be shared between herself and the other servants.

And she apologised for going down before him with the lamp, explaining that the old palace was so dark that evening one could scarcely see.
Ah! that departure, that last descent through the black and empty mansion, it quite upset Pierre's heart.

He gave his room that glance of farewell which always saddened him, even when he was leaving a spot where he had suffered.

Then, on passing Don Vigilio's chamber, whence there only came a quivering silence, he pictured the secretary with his head buried in his pillows, holding his breath for fear lest he should speak and attract vengeance.