She spent the night on one of the sidewalks of the Seine River, and the night air made her fall in love with her, snatching her soul and taking her up to heaven! He walked through the neighborhoods of the Latin Quarter, holding on his fingers the jewelry that the "murdered woman" had given him, bearing a picture of the Virgin. They are still - in the Latin Quarter - singing and dancing, and the girls are still having fun and screaming the cries of the restless body. The Latin Quarter does not cry for the dead, but it sings. to them!