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’ ‘Emile Gosse,’ Melusine said flatly, in the same language. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. Anyhow, there was some pleasurable satisfaction in knowing where the quarry would be for the next three weeks. Upon my word—you are Miss Pellissier, aren’t you?” “I certainly am,” she admitted. Fortescue?” “At your service.
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