She awoke with a start and shiver of cold, and sat up
wondering to find herself there; then a rush of recollections
came over her of last night, or her father's accident, and she
jumped up quickly, straightening herself, stretching her
little stiff limbs, and pushing back her tumbled hair with
both hands from the sleepy eyes that were hardly fairly open
even now.
Her first movement was towards the door between the two
bedrooms, but she checked herself, remembering that Monsieur
le Docteur had told her she must not go in there till she was
called. There was another door to her room leading into the
corridor, and just at that moment she heard two people stop
outside of it, talking together in subdued tones.
"Then I leave the case altogether in your hands," says a
strange man's voice. "I am absolutely obliged to leave Paris
for B---- by the first train this morning, and cannot be back
till to-morrow night; so, as you say, Monsieur, you are in
Paris for some time----"
"For the next few days, at any rate," answered the other; and
Madelon recognized Graham's voice and English accent, "long
enough to see this case through to the end, I am afraid.
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