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” The man hesitated. "I'm a detective; my ears and eyes have been trained to absorb all I see and all I hear. And there arose too, a background of shouts. That was the Frenchie, Valade, surely. ‘I have justice. ” She laughed. They were looking for a guide. She felt like a dried-up old woman. A species of vertigo seized him.
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