‘I am done, Gérard. The mummies were tossed into the collection. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. “I am sorry,” she said, “if you find the likeness unsatisfactory. And this idiot, he has threatened to arrest me and make them take me to prison. ’ The expression on Emile Gosse’s face was vicious under the smile. ‘I haven’t been so much entertained since I left the Army. There were two of them.
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