Samuel Brohl and Company . other, flappingits wings above her head. The loathsome creatureseemed to be especially in quest of her, circlingaround and above her with obstinate persistency,even venturing to graze her hair in passing; An-toinette even fancied that she could distinguish itshideous face, with deep pouches and long ears,and she moved away, quivering with disgust. She heard a step on the gravel-walk. SamuelBrohl had taken leave of M. Moriaz and wascrossing the terrace to regain his carriage. Herecognised Antoinette, approached her and claspedon her wrist a bracelet he held in his han
Samuel Brohl and Company . other, flappingits wings above her head. The loathsome creatureseemed to be especially in quest of her, circlingaround and above her with obstinate persistency,even venturing to graze her hair in passing; An-toinette even fancied that she could distinguish itshideous face, with deep pouches and long ears,and she moved away, quivering with disgust. She heard a step on the gravel-walk. SamuelBrohl had taken leave of M. Moriaz and wascrossing the terrace to regain his carriage. Herecognised Antoinette, approached her and claspedon her wrist a bracelet he held in his hand, sayingas he did so : ** What could I give you that wouldequal in value the medallion you deigned to offerme and that shall never leave me ? However,here is a trinket by which I set great store. Mymother loved it; she always refused to part withit, even in the time of her greatest distress; shewore it on her arm when she died. We are not all moulded alike ; and there is nohuman clay in which are not intermingled some 240. ANTOINETTE FELT THE TOUCH OF ITS COLD,CLAMMY WINGS, OF ITS HOOKED CLAWS Samuel Brohl and Company spangles of gold. Intriguers as well as downrightknaves are often capable of experiencing momentsof sincere and pure sentiments ; in certain encoun-ters every human being rises superior to him- orherself. The upper part of Mile. Moriazs facewas shaded by her red hood, the lower part lit upby the moon, which was slowly rising above thehills. Samuel Brohl contemplated her in silence ;she seemed to him as beautiful as a dream. Dur-ing two entire minutes he forgot that she had anincome of a hundred thousand livres, and that, ac-cording to all probabilities, M. Moriaz would dieone day. His head was completely turned by thethought that this woman loved him, that soon shewould be his. Yes, for precisely two minutes,Samuel Brohl was as passionately in love withMile. Moriaz as might, perchance, have beenCount Larinski. He could not resist the impulse that trans-ported him
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