"I am sorry. Sniveling brats, little fatherless bastards, you should breathe a sigh of relief. If they become bad it is through inclination, not necessity. ‘And now,’ he said, drawing Madame to the seat, and contriving to sit close enough that his anatomy touched hers at several points, ‘let us talk about you, madame. "Vill this do?" demanded the constable, taking the candle from the lantern, the better to display the narrow limits of the hole.
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