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‘Do not beg my pardon. The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue. “Not a bit of it,” he said; “it’s only a score in a game. ’ ‘Compel me? You do not know me, monsieur. ’ ‘Ah, that explains your surprise. ” He looked at her thoughtfully. Knowledge was sacred in Athens, knowledge and his twin, Art.
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