.. until I go over the valley of death."
And the Doctor asked:
"Over what?"
"The valley of death. Isn't that what it's called--the valley of death?"
"I have heard of the river of death. I presume that is what you mean."
Later on, she talked of having something guarded like a ...
"Dragon," put in the Doctor.
"Yes, like a dragon," she answered.
But the Doctor said:
"You can thank me for saving you there. I am sure you were going to say
Argus."
The Baron raised his eyebrows and looked at the Doctor in surprise
through his thick glasses, as if he had never heard such ridiculous
things. But the Doctor paid no heed. What did he care for the Baron?
I still lurked by the door. The dancers swept through the room. I
managed to start a conversation with the governess from the vicarage. We
talked about the war, the state of affairs in the Crimea, the happenings
in France, Napoleon as Emperor, his protection of the Turks; the young
lady had read the papers that summer, and could tell me the news. At
last we sat down on a sofa and went on talking.
Edwarda, passing, stopped in front of us. Suddenly she said:
"You must forgive me, Lieutenant, for surprising you outside like that.
I will never do it again."
And she laughed again, and did not look at me.
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