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” “So it would have been at the English Embassy,” Courtlaw answered, “but the place to which you went was not the English Embassy. Ray Plote was most certainly feeling restless, what if he had left the house for the evening? She needed to eat. ‘She? Sa femme? That is the game then? That she could dare to take my place, that salope.
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