Nène, No. 10 (continuation). The evening fell, an October evening, beautiful like a summer evening, but of a nearer more intimate, more thrilling beauty. You skunk! We'll see if you marry him, but first, you are not going to go home alive! Boisseriot, satisfied with his work, returned pleased home. - Hurry, he's capable of a fast blow! Jean watched, his pupils enlarged by drink, consumed by a flame of folly. - Jean, why are you here? For death, go away! - It's for death! I will kill both of them, him first …. Watch more in No. 11.