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CHAPTER V COUNTESS STENO A woman less courageous than the Countess, less capable of looking a situation in the face and of advancing to it, such an evening would have marked the prelude to one of those nights of insomnia when the mind exhausts in advance all the agonies of probable danger. Countess Steno did not know what weakness and fear were. A creature of energy and of action, who felt herself to be above all danger, she attached no meaning to the word uneasiness. So she slep