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The Third Attack.

           "

           "Yes,yes,makeyourmindeasy,heshallbedecentlyinterredinthenewestsackwecanfind.Willthatsatisfyyou?"

           "Mustthislastformalitytakeplaceinyourpresence,sir?"inquiredaturnkey.

           "Certainly.ButmakehasteIcannotstayhereallday."Otherfootsteps,goingandcoming,werenowheard,andamomentafterwardsthenoiseofrustlingcanvasreachedDantes’ears,thebedcreaked,andtheheavyfootfallofamanwholiftsaweightsoundedonthefloor;thenthebedagaincreakedundertheweightdepositeduponit.

           "Thisevening,"saidthegovernor.

           "Willtherebeanymass?"askedoneoftheattendants.

           "Thatisimpossible,"repliedthegovernor."Thechaplainofthechateaucametomeyesterdaytobegforleaveofabsence,inordertotakeatriptoHyeresforaweek.ItoldhimIwouldattendtotheprisonersinhisabsence.Ifthepoorabbehadnotbeeninsuchahurry,hemighthavehadhisrequiem."

           "Pooh,pooh;"saidthedoctor,withtheimpietyusualinpersonsofhisprofession;"heisachurchman.Godwillrespecthisprofession,andnotgivethedevilthewickeddelightofsendinghimapriest."Ashoutoflaughterfollowedthisbrutaljest.Meanwhiletheoperationofputtingthebodyinthesackwasgoingon.

           "Thisevening,"saidthegovernor,whenthetaskwasended.

           "Atwhathour?"inquiredaturnkey.

           "Why,abouttenoreleveno’clock

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