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The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. Wood, delighted at the idea. Only you seem to me since the time when I knew you in Paris to have changed—to have changed in some subtle manner which I find at times utterly bewildering. That is why you came here, isn’t it?’ ‘Alors, now we know who is the spy, Monsieur Gérard. ‘You had better kill me, mademoiselle, because otherwise I shall end by strangling you. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet. He forces an engagement upon her.
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