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At
the
corner
of
the
street
,
from
a
lower
storey
,
rose
a
kind
of
humming
with
strident
modulations
.
It
was
Binet
turning
.
She
leant
against
the
embrasure
of
the
window
,
and
reread
the
letter
with
angry
sneers
.
But
the
more
she
fixed
her
attention
upon
it
,
the
more
confused
were
her
ideas
.
She
saw
him
again
,
heard
him
,
encircled
him
with
her
arms
,
and
throbs
of
her
heart
,
that
beat
against
her
breast
like
blows
of
a
sledge-hammer
,
grew
faster
and
faster
,
with
uneven
intervals
.
She
looked
about
her
with
the
wish
that
the
earth
might
crumble
into
pieces
.
Why
not
end
it
all
?
What
restrained
her
?
She
was
free
.
She
advanced
,
looking
at
the
paving-stones
,
saying
to
herself
,
"
Come
!
come
!
"
The
luminous
ray
that
came
straight
up
from
below
drew
the
weight
of
her
body
towards
the
abyss
.
It
seemed
to
her
that
the
ground
of
the
oscillating
square
went
up
the
walls
and
that
the
floor
dipped
on
end
like
a
tossing
boat
.
She
was
right
at
the
edge
,
almost
hanging
,
surrounded
by
vast
space
.
The
blue
of
the
heavens
suffused
her
,
the
air
was
whirling
in
her
hollow
head
;
she
had
but
to
yield
,
to
let
herself
be
taken
;
and
the
humming
of
the
lathe
never
ceased
,
like
an
angry
voice
calling
her
.
"
Emma
!
Emma
!
"
cried
Charles
.
She
stopped
.
"
Wherever
are
you
?
Come
!
"
The
thought
that
she
had
just
escaped
from
death
almost
made
her
faint
with
terror
.
She
closed
her
eyes
;
then
she
shivered
at
the
touch
of
a
hand
on
her
sleeve
;
it
was
Felicite
.
"
Master
is
waiting
for
you
,
madame
;
the
soup
is
on
the
table
.
"
And
she
had
to
go
down
to
sit
at
table
.
She
tried
to
eat
.
The
food
choked
her
.
