Note 9 — Chapter X · THE ROSE OF FIRE
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Sir Henry afterwards wrote down one of Alphonse’s prayers as he overheard it. It ran thus: “Oh, save me! lake me out of this hole! I will promise never to go exploring again! Oh, Annette, why did I leave thee? Oh, my false cousin! Oh, deliver me from this horrible main drain! Never mind the others! Let them drown; they are more used to it than I am, and they cannot cook! Oh Annette! Annette [cresendo]! Annette [fortissimo]!”