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She
shrugged
her
shoulders
,
but
did
not
seem
easy
.
"
No
,
no
,
it
was
the
’
trap
-
door
-
shutters
.
’
They
must
do
something
,
you
know
.
.
.
They
open
and
shut
the
trap
-
doors
without
any
particular
reason
.
.
.
It
’
s
like
the
’
door
-
shutters
:
’
they
must
spend
their
time
somehow
.
"
"
But
suppose
it
were
HE
,
Christine
?
"
"
No
,
no
!
He
has
shut
himself
up
,
he
is
working
.
"
"
Oh
,
really
!
He
’
s
working
,
is
he
?
"
"
Yes
,
he
can
’
t
open
and
shut
the
trap
-
doors
and
work
at
the
same
time
.
"
She
shivered
.
"
What
is
he
working
at
?
"
"
Oh
,
something
terrible
!
.
.
.
But
it
’
s
all
the
better
for
us
.
.
.
When
he
’
s
working
at
that
,
he
sees
nothing
;
he
does
not
eat
,
drink
,
or
breathe
for
days
and
nights
at
a
time
.
.
.
he
becomes
a
living
dead
man
and
has
no
time
to
amuse
himself
with
the
trap
-
doors
.
"
She
shivered
again
.
She
was
still
holding
him
in
her
arms
.
Then
she
sighed
and
said
,
in
her
turn
:
"
Suppose
it
were
HE
!
"
