His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. “Certainly I was a little way off at the café, and she had a hat and veil on, but I could have sworn that it was ‘Alcide. A few seconds sufficed to clear the passage, through which it had previously cost him more than two hours to force his way. I am quite sure though that they did not mean to be rude. And I think also that Gosse—I mean that one who calls himself Valade—stole it. “You hear him?” he remarked, looking impressively around.
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