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‘Do not move, messieurs, or I shall be compelled to blow off your head. But a total stranger, a man you never saw twentyfour hours ago! It can't be thought of. They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. But—but how?’ ‘Can you write?’ Gerald asked, digging into one of his capacious pockets and bringing out a leather ring purse. You'll find those young ladies extremely agreeable acquaintances. “What else can happen?” asked Miss Miniver, with a little weak gesture at the glow.
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