CHAPTER XVIII. IN THE MOAT 

Fortunio and the Marquise reached the window side by side, and they were in time to hear a dull splash in the waters fifty feet below them. There was a cloud over the little sickle of moon, and to their eyes, fresh from the blaze of candle-light, the darkness was impenetrable. 

"He is in the moat," cried the Marquise excitedly, and Valerie, who sat on the floor whither she had slipped when Fortunio shook her off, rocked herself in an agony of fear. 

To the horrors about her--the huddled bodies lying so still upon the floor, the bloody footprints everywhere, the shattered furniture, and the groans of the man with the wounded thigh--to all this she was insensible. Garnache was dead, she told herself; he was surely dead; and it seemed as if the very thought of it were killing, too, a part of her own self. 

Unconsciously she sobbed her fears aloud. "He is dead," she moaned; "he is dead." 

The Marquise overheard that piteous cry, and turned to survey the girl, her brows lifting, her lips parting in an astonishment that for a second effaced the horrors of that night. Suspicion spread like an oil stain in her evil mind. She stepped forward and caught the girl by one of her limp arms. Marius, paler than his stunning had left him, leaned more heavily against the door-post, and looked on with bloodshot eyes. If ever maiden avowed the secret of her heart, it seemed to him that Valerie avowed it then. 
who went to the window
Were they in a line
what did they hear when they walked up
how far down
who was sitting on the floow
what emotion was she feeling
what was everywhere on the floor
what was broken
did a woman have the injured thigh
Who was dead
who heard the cry
who did he look over
how was the girl caught
what chapter is this story in
what covered the moon
what word was compared to an oil stain
who leaned against the door post
how was Garnache killed
what word was used to describe the darkness
Fortunio and the Marquise
Fortunio and the Marquise reached the window side by side
no
Fortunio and the Marquise reached the window side by sid
a dull splash
nd they were in time to hear a dull splash in the waters fif
50 feet down
 waters fifty feet below them.
Valerie
 Valerie, who sat on the floor 
fear

"He is in the moat," cried the Marquise excitedly, and Valerie, who sat on the floor whither she had slipped when Fortunio shook her off, rocked herself in an agony of fear. 
bloody footprints
To the horrors about her--the huddled bodies lying so still upon the floor, the bloody footprints everywhere
furniture
the bloody footprints everywhere, the shattered furniture
no
he groans of the man with the wounded thigh
Garnache was dead,
Garnache was dead, 
The Marquise
The Marquise overheard that piteous cry, 
the girl,
and turned to survey the girl,
by one of her limp arms.
he stepped forward and caught the girl by one of her limp arms.
CHAPTER XVIII
CHAPTER XVIII
There was a cloud
There was a cloud over the little sickle of moon
Suspicion
 Suspicion spread like an oil stain
Marius
Marius, paler than his stunning had left him, leaned more heavily against the door-post
unknown
unknown
impenetrable.
the darkness was impenetrable. 