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It is safe. His French is better than mine, so he knew exactly what he was handling. ‘Um—begging your pardon, sir, but—um—what was you meaning to arrest the young lady for?’ ‘Trespassing, theft, and suspicion of spying,’ announced Roding fluently. I see that I am a beast—I beg your pardon, bête—and an imbecile, and an idiot. That is easy. Prudence. He had no wish to go foraging in Spurlock's trunk. She would come back and write letters, carefully planned and written letters, or read some book she had fetched from Mudie’s—she had invested a half-guinea with Mudie’s—or sit over her fire and think.
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