"Don't swear, Jack, or I shall distrust you. He seemed to know a great deal about life. Cosette sat under the table, still as a mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. She was a lovely girl, attired in deep mourning, and having an expression of profound sorrow on her charming features. ‘André? Que dit-il?’ ‘My wife does not understand,’ said the fellow, frowning deeply. ’ *** It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace. ‘Cover her, men. And if I hadn't been thirsty, that poor boob would have made a sure getaway and left James Boyle high and dry among the moth-balls! Oh, the old dome works once every so often. Wood was once a favourite of yours. Then her eyes flashed.
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