It is several weeks after the date of the last chapter; the lime-trees in the Tuileries are clothed in green. In a somewhat spacious apartment on the ground-floor in the quiet locality of the Rue d'Anjou, a man was seated, very still and evidently absorbed in deep thought, before a writing-table placed close to the window.…
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