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A middle-aged countrywoman, plump of cheek, and a little shy. I’ll wait my whole life!” He cried. ” “Did it come—in Paris?” “I do not know,” he answered. “You found the cabochon? After all these years?” He asked, incredulous. ” She marked an hotel that seemed neither opulent nor odd in a little side street opening on the Embankment, made up her mind with an effort, and, returning by Hungerford Bridge to Waterloo, took a cab to this chosen refuge with her two pieces of luggage. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. Sir James Thornhill's preparations being completed, Mr. It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. I’ll go after them and kill him.
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