He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. ‘Alcide’ or no ‘Alcide,’ there is not a music hall manager in London or Paris who would not give you an engagement on your own merits. "Sir Rowland is your uncle—he will be your guardian—he will protect you. ’ Shock ripped through Charvill’s chest. ‘And that Suzanne, the sister of my cousin the vicomte, must choose between Monsieur Charvill and her brother. I will remember them, Sebastian, along with my mother and father, and all the others I came to love and lose. Eh bien, you have now the opportunity.
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