His eyes were narrow with desire like a panther’s as he grinned at seeing her visibly satisfied. The wounded man had descended the bridge, and dashed himself against the door beyond it; but, finding it impossible to force his way further, he turned to confront his assailants. They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. If you were ten years younger, you'd have me wondering. No; the future was not so dark; there was a bit of dawn visible.
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