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" The object of this discussion sat motionless. “And where,” he asked, “are my rivals?” “Deserters,” she answered, laughing. It was an uproarious affair, for Rollo now knew that he had been grieviously betrayed: they were trying to kill him in a new way. Twice we hired caterers. Call her Miss Pellissier, eh? I tell you she’s my wife, and I’ve got the certificate in my pocket.
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