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Just at the moment when I was settling down to audit the Sesmaisons' account -- I remember that detail -- there came an unusual sound of steps and voices, and before I could even turn round I heard a voice through the glass door say, "Monsieur Paulin's aunt is very ill."
The sentence stuns me. I am standing, and some one is standing opposite me. A draught shuts the door with a bang.