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"
How
awful
!
"
she
said
.
"
How
awful
!
"
"
What
?
What
?
"
"
Joseph
Buquet
!
"
"
What
about
him
?
"
"
Joseph
Buquet
is
dead
!
"
The
room
became
filled
with
exclamations
,
with
astonished
outcries
,
with
scared
requests
for
explanations
.
"
Yes
,
he
was
found
hanging
in
the
third
-
floor
cellar
!
"
"
It
’
s
the
ghost
!
"
little
Giry
blurted
,
as
though
in
spite
of
herself
;
but
she
at
once
corrected
herself
,
with
her
hands
pressed
to
her
mouth
:
"
No
,
no
!
—
I
,
didn
’
t
say
it
!
—
I
didn
’
t
say
it
!
—
—
"
All
around
her
,
her
panic
-
stricken
companions
repeated
under
their
breaths
:
"
Yes
—
it
must
be
the
ghost
!
"
