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1. ” 209 Clotilde was no fool. Then Courtlaw looked across at her with a white puzzled face. I tell you this child would have been strangled. His hair flew out from the sides of his head like black bats from a belfry, it was unruly and long. ‘Who, the émigrés?’ ‘Do I speak of the English, imbecile? Certainly the émigrés.
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