It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. And yet he knew clearly and definitely what he purposed to do, what the future would be. “It is true,” he said, “that I was dining last night at a restaurant in the Boulevard des Italiennes, and it is true that my companion was a young lady whose name is Pellissier. But with returning breath came returning vociferations; and the carpenter, with a faint hope of lessening the clamour by change of scene, took up his lantern, opened the door, and walked out. “But it’s a long business. "We'll give them the slip yet, and hang that butcherly thief-taker upon his own gibbet.
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