It was a winter night and the ground around Paris was covered with snow although the flakes had ceased to fall since some hours
Spite of the cold and the darkness a young man wrapped in a mantle so voluminous as to hide a babe in his arms strode over the white fields out of the town of Villers Cotterets in the woods eighteen leagues from the capital which he had reached by the stage-coach towards a hamlet called Haramont His assured step seeme...
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