Before finally disappearing, however, he seemed to change his mind once more; for, marching up to me where I stood eyeing him with the utmost astonishment, he stopped before me, and suddenly drawing out his hand, thrust something into mine.
'What is it, man ?' I said mechanically.
'Look!' he answered rudely, breaking silence for the first time.

'You should know.

Why ask me?
What have I to do with it ?' I looked then, and saw that he had given me a knot of velvet precisely similar is shape, size, and material to that well-remembered one which had aided me so opportunely in my search for mademoiselle.

This differed from that a little in colour, but in nothing else, the fashion of the bow being the same, and one lappet hearing the initials 'C.

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