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"
No
,
"
said
Raoul
,
"
I
heard
nothing
.
"
"
It
is
too
terrible
,
"
she
confessed
,
"
to
be
always
trembling
like
this
!
.
.
.
And
yet
we
run
no
danger
here
;
we
are
at
home
,
in
the
sky
,
in
the
open
air
,
in
the
light
.
The
sun
is
flaming
;
and
night
-
birds
can
not
bear
to
look
at
the
sun
.
I
have
never
seen
him
by
daylight
.
.
.
it
must
be
awful
!
.
.
.
Oh
,
the
first
time
I
saw
him
!
.
.
.
I
thought
that
he
was
going
to
die
.
"
"
Why
?
"
asked
Raoul
,
really
frightened
at
the
aspect
which
this
strange
confidence
was
taking
.
"
BECAUSE
I
HAD
SEEN
HIM
!
"
This
time
,
Raoul
and
Christine
turned
round
at
the
same
time
:
"
There
is
some
one
in
pain
,
"
said
Raoul
.
"
Perhaps
some
one
has
been
hurt
.
Did
you
hear
?
"
"
I
can
’
t
say
,
"
Christine
confessed
.
"
Even
when
he
is
not
there
,
my
ears
are
full
of
his
sighs
.
Still
,
if
you
heard
.
.
.
"
They
stood
up
and
looked
around
them
.
They
were
quite
alone
on
the
immense
lead
roof
.
They
sat
down
again
and
Raoul
said
:
"
Tell
me
how
you
saw
him
first
.
"
