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The Refugees

CHAPTER XXXI
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No other traces of their fellow-mortals did they come across, until late in the afternoon Amos halted suddenly in the heart of a thick grove, and raised his hand to his ear.
"Listen!" he cried.
"I hear nothing," said Ephraim.
"Nor I," added De Catinat.
"Ah, but I do!" cried Adele gleefully.

"It is a bell--and at the very time of day when the bells all sound in Paris!" "You are right, madame.

It is what they call the Angelus bell." "Ah, yes, I hear it now!" cried De Catinat.

"It was drowned by the chirping of the birds.

But whence comes a bell in the heart of a Canadian forest ?" "We are near the settlements on the Richelieu.


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