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people hadthat when the knife struck home, the faces changed,

from faces of pride to faces of anger and pain; also, that when that

dangling figure was hauled up forty feet above the fountain, they

changed again, and bore a cruel look of being avenged, which they

would henceforth bear for ever. In the stone face over the great

window of the bed-chamber where the murder was done, two fine

dints were pointed out in the sculptured nose, which everybody

recognised, and which nobody had seen of old; and on the scarce

occasions when two or three ragged peasants emerged from the

crowd to take a hurried peep at Monseigneur the Marquis

petrified, a skinny finger would not have pointed to it for a minute,

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before they all started away among the moss and leaves, like the

more fortunate hares who could find a living there.

Chateau and hut, stone face and dangling figure, the red stain

on the stone floor, and the pure water in the village well

thousands of acres of landa whole province of Franceall

France itselflay under the night sky, concentrated into a faint

hairbreadth line. So does a whole world, with all its greatnesses

and littlenesses, lie in a twinkling star. And as mere human

knowledge can split a ray of light and analyse the manner of its

composition, so, sublimer intelligences may read in the feeb