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’ With care, she gave it an English pronunciation. “I must live, you know. . ‘But we—mon mari and myself—we have the bonne chance. “I murdered them, John. But the young man with the orange tie remained in his place, disputing whether the body had not something or other which he called its legitimate claims. John’s father piped up, bored with the conversation, and asked, “Where do you get your blue eyes, Lucy? What nationality are you?” “I’m mostly Italian, but I get my blue eyes from my mother, who was Gypsy. “We should get out of here. White. There was little fighting spirit here.
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