“The horse’s knees are broken, and I am not sure that the man is sober. At six o'clock, the wicket was shut; and at nine, the jail was altogether locked up. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. "At a thought. She spoke slowly. Friday was not a big dinner night at the Beck house. That is why you came here, isn’t it?’ ‘Alors, now we know who is the spy, Monsieur Gérard. “I think,” he said, “that some one ought to warn her.
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