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"How could I, o

back Perhaps she is there still"

"Perhaps she is not? Do you suppose that sharp shriek of yours was

unheard? No; she was found; and what do you suppose has become of her?"

The old woure,

and the deep sole her hands with a

sort of cry

"Oh! I know, I know; they have put her in the dead-cart, and buried her

in the plague-pit Oaway as you did, it ht not have happened," said La

Masque, in a tone between derision and conte, "she was dying of the

plague, and how could I help it? They would have buried her in spite of

me"

"She was not dead; there was your mistake She was as much alive as you

or I at this moment"

"Madame, I left her dead!" said the old wo; you left her fainting, and in that

state she was found and carried to the plague-pit"