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Now
her
situation
,
like
an
abyss
,
rose
up
before
her
.
She
was
panting
as
if
her
heart
would
burst
.
Then
in
an
ecstasy
of
heroism
,
that
made
her
almost
joyous
,
she
ran
down
the
hill
,
crossed
the
cow-plank
,
the
foot-path
,
the
alley
,
the
market
,
and
reached
the
chemist
's
shop
.
She
was
about
to
enter
,
but
at
the
sound
of
the
bell
someone
might
come
,
and
slipping
in
by
the
gate
,
holding
her
breath
,
feeling
her
way
along
the
walls
,
she
went
as
far
as
the
door
of
the
kitchen
,
where
a
candle
stuck
on
the
stove
was
burning
.
Justin
in
his
shirt-sleeves
was
carrying
out
a
dish
.
"
Ah
!
they
are
dining
;
I
will
wait
.
"
He
returned
;
she
tapped
at
the
window
.
He
went
out
.
"
The
key
!
the
one
for
upstairs
where
he
keeps
the
--
"
"
What
?
"
And
he
looked
at
her
,
astonished
at
the
pallor
of
her
face
,
that
stood
out
white
against
the
black
background
of
the
night
.
She
seemed
to
him
extraordinarily
beautiful
and
majestic
as
a
phantom
.
Without
understanding
what
she
wanted
,
he
had
the
presentiment
of
something
terrible
.
But
she
went
on
quickly
in
a
love
voice
;
in
a
sweet
,
melting
voice
,
"
I
want
it
;
give
it
to
me
.
"
As
the
partition
wall
was
thin
,
they
could
hear
the
clatter
of
the
forks
on
the
plates
in
the
dining-room
.
She
pretended
that
she
wanted
to
kill
the
rats
that
kept
her
from
sleeping
.
"
I
must
tell
master
.
"
