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A young lad—Roding took him for a footman, or a groom by the neat black garb—was halted some paces away from Valade, his hat in his hand as he made pretence of fanning himself. There was already a score or more of people there, some standing up and talking together, others seated in chairs ranged along the wall. "Miss Enschede was born on an island in the South Seas. She snatched about in her mind.
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