The comtesse always felt Madame Valade to be not of her class, of course. Made me fetch up Trodger and a couple more men, and together we searched his luggage and got hold of every single paper the man possessed. With a loud shout, and headed by a powerfully-built man, with a face as black as that of a mulatto, and armed with a cutlass, the rabble leapt over the barricades, and rushed towards the vehicle.
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