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He beamed as she whispered to 22 him that she had seen a table so fine or tasted such wonders. He knew not how to act, urged as he was in two directions. The same night he met Meddoes and Drummond together, the latter over from Paris on a week’s leave from the Embassy. Jonathan laughed scornfully. "I can't see him. Why did he imagine she was making this journey to England? She feigned interest. But the general was turning on him, the hint of emotion wiped from his lined features. Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud.
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