A large wound, extending from the temple to the mouth, was bleeding profusely.
"Is that she, mamma?" asked Eugenie; "almost opposite to us, with that profusion of beautiful light hair?"
…walls, ceiling, floor, were all covered with magnificent skins as soft and downy as the richest carpets; there were heavy-maned lion-skins from Atlas, striped tiger-skins from Bengal; panther-skins from the Cape, spotted beautifully, like those that appeared to Dante; bear-skins from Siberia, fox-skins from Norway, and so on; and all these skins were strewn in profusion one on the other, so that it seemed like walking over the most mossy turf, or reclining on the most luxurious bed.
"Never mind, dearest mother," said a young and lovely girl, with a profusion of light brown hair, and eyes that seemed to float in liquid crystal, " ’tis all my fault for seizing upon M. de Villefort, so as to prevent his listening to what you said.