A strong tale of the supernatural.
'After, after?' said the inspector, impatiently stamping his foot.
'Well, Mr. Inspector, I left my home, my wife and children, and here I am; and hearing of the great reward offered for--'
'Well, come to the point, confound it all!' said the Inspector.
'Well, Mr. Inspector, as I was passing through the Bois de Boulogne I felt very tired, for I had been walking for hours, so I sat down on one of those circular seats built round the bole of a tree. There were two gentlemen, with their backs to me, already there, engaged in earnest conversation. They did not see me as I approached, for the tree was in the way, but I saw them clearly enough and could distinguish every word they uttered.'
'How were they dressed?' enquired the official.
'Oh, they were real gentlemen; there could be no doubt about that! One was young and thin and good looking, with light hair and moustache; and he wore a white waistcoat, and a black coat with a bit of red ribbon in front of it.'
This was awesome! One of the most gripping old horrors I have ever read. So why is this book so obscure? the only thing I hated was the ending! Spoiler - Zoe did not get a good enough revenge, I was waiting for the twist where she did worse but it never came. But Zoe was an awesome character, an evil beautiful manakin!
Zoe is murdered in a fit of rage by her lover.
Her skeleton is disposed of as the basis of an anatomically correct artist manikin.
In the fullest extent of the concept, you can't keep a good girl down.
Reanimated, she sets out for revenge.