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That is what they call these aristocratic refugees, the English. "But, where's the strange gentleman I saw under the table?" "Under the table!" echoed Blueskin, winking at Jack. ’ ‘So I see. Hill was exchanging greetings with his hostess, and salutations around the table. Her clock had stopped—stopped at the very hour on which she had quitted the Mint! She had not the heart to wind it up again. He had to know the truth, Melusine.
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