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Who
could
be
this
new
suitor
?
If
he
were
another
of
the
wild
denizens
of
this
terrible
forest
what
might
he
not
do
to
claim
her
?
"
Esmeralda
!
Wake
up
,
"
she
cried
.
"
You
make
me
so
irritable
,
sleeping
there
peacefully
when
you
know
perfectly
well
that
the
world
is
filled
with
sorrow
.
"
"
Gaberelle
!
"
screamed
Esmeralda
,
sitting
up
.
"
What
is
it
now
?
A
hipponocerous
?
Where
is
he
,
Miss
Jane
?
"
"
Nonsense
,
Esmeralda
,
there
is
nothing
.
Go
back
to
sleep
.
You
are
bad
enough
asleep
,
but
you
are
infinitely
worse
awake
.
"
"
Yes
honey
,
but
what
's
the
matter
with
you
,
precious
?
You
acts
sort
of
disgranulated
this
evening
.
"
"
Oh
,
Esmeralda
,
I
'm
just
plain
ugly
to-night
,
"
said
the
girl
.
"
Do
n't
pay
any
attention
to
me
--
that
's
a
dear
.
"
"
Yes
,
honey
;
now
you
go
right
to
sleep
.
Your
nerves
are
all
on
edge
.
What
with
all
these
ripotamuses
and
man
eating
geniuses
that
Mister
Philander
been
telling
about
--
Lord
,
it
ai
n't
no
wonder
we
all
get
nervous
prosecution
.
"
Jane
crossed
the
little
room
,
laughing
,
and
kissing
the
faithful
woman
,
bid
Esmeralda
good
night
.
When
D'Arnot
regained
consciousness
,
he
found
himself
lying
upon
a
bed
of
soft
ferns
and
grasses
beneath
a
little
"
A
"
shaped
shelter
of
boughs
.
