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Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. She attended to that, and then dismissed it as unimportant. That is why you came here, isn’t it?’ ‘Alors, now we know who is the spy, Monsieur Gérard. So that way is closed. I tell you what, Thames," he added, flinging himself carelessly into a chair, "I'd give my right hand,—and that's no light offer for a carpenter's 'prentice,—if that little minx were half as fond of me as she is of you. "Open the door, I say, or I'll burst it open.
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