The Mysteries of Paris - A Novel #244817

The stranger replied not, but listened eagerly to her musical voice. Never had a more silvery sound greeted his ear. He longed to catch a glimpse of her features, but in vain; the night was too dark, the lamp too dim. After having remained motionless for several minutes, Chourineur began gradually to move his legs, his arms, and finally assumed an upright posture.