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You don't seem to have any notion of your prestige," he added, walking away towards the chairs.
"Humbug!" thought Renouard, standing still and looking after him.

"And yet! And yet! What if it were true ?" He advanced then towards Miss Moorsom.

Posed on the seat on which they had first spoken to each other, it was her turn to watch him coming on.
But many of the windows were not lighted that evening.

It was dark over there.