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McClintock stared into the bowl of his pipe and Spurlock into his coffee cup. He was halfway across the ballroom, where the dancing had ceased for the musicians to take a well-earned rest, when Roding pounced on him. The musician. Kneebone, are these your French noblemen?" "Don't upbraid me!" rejoined the woollen-draper. “I am the most foolish of men. But to make an arrest to be like a revenge? No, a thousand times.
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