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’ ‘Eh bien, it is your fault entirely in this case. He was not sure that the boy had put himself beyond the pale; merely, the boy's actions pointed that way. The fire still burned brightly. I don’t know anyone. Loved his memory still, for all he knew. ‘Something wrong, madame?’ Her fan came up swiftly, hiding the lower part of her face. Perhaps this was the real turning point: the hour in which the disordered mind began permanently to readjust itself. It was on the night of the Great Storm that I found him.
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