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I am not of the canaille, but a bourgeois. Brewis had told him the Valade family had been victim to wholesale murder, and a twinge of compassion had wrung even his deliberately hardened heart. In any event, I brought her to the convent and we had her locked up separately, and told ’em both they’d be taken into custody as soon as Valade was fit to go. ‘That little kiss cost him his sanctuary, my girl, and don’t you forget it. She was sorry for his liking her too much for his own good, but her need was too desperate to cavil at turning it to useful account. “There have been other times,” he said a little sadly. He walked through a wide open archway, curtained with deep-blue curtains, into the apartment that served as a reception-room. But her heart kept on sinking.
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