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. He saw that his words were falling upon dull ears. “How dare you? You are trying to kidnap my babies!” Clotilde demanded. Eh bien, why did he not repeat it? What was she to say? ‘Prudence,’ she began hesitantly, pronouncing the name in the French way, ‘has said that she will help me to—to marry an Englishman. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally. ‘Alors, what advantages?’ ‘But think,’ he said earnestly, moving a little closer. It was the crowned queen of mountains in her robes of shining white. “What did it matter?” she cried.
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