"In Berlin, in Paris, then London, Prague, Warsaw."
"Did Madame Mandilip make her dolls in each of these places?"
She did not answer; she shuddered; her eyelids began to tremble.
"Sleep! Remember, you cannot awaken until I bid you! Sleep! Answer me."
She whispered: "Yes."
"And they killed in each city?"
"Yes."
"Sleep. Be at ease. Nothing is going to harm you-" Her disquietude had again become marked, and I
veered for a moment from the subject of the dolls. "Where was Madame Mandilip born?"
"I do not know."