Then light footsteps became audible, descending the staircase with a certain deliberation and a faint rustle of skirts. But after all, what did it matter whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. "I suppose I must have been senseless for some time; for, on coming to myself, I found this gash in my head, and the ground covered with blood. "I don't know," she answered vaguely.
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