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Hill sat up on the pavement and mopped the blood from his cheek. ‘Major Gerald Alderley, mademoiselle, quite at your service. ‘Because I’m a female,’ declared Lucilla unanswerably. ‘Maman?’ ‘How touching,’ said a sarcastic voice behind her in French. They were sounding more and more like Civic every day. I needn't tell you to tread carefully.
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