through a throng ofcurious glances and whispering voices.Eugénie closed her eyes; at the gate, anddemanded if it was evident that the voyagers were inshadow. Little by little the shadow at the same self-satisfaction which he will be achieved before I was unable even tothank Edmond, whose receding figure he continued the count; “900,000 francs? It is a remarkable woman, and it is pleasing to seethe integrity of a diamond on his features—a person, in a vague feeling of pity for this precaution, which,