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" Ten minutes later, the doctor, having marshalled all his facts chronologically, began his tale. "Who isn't it like?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing, which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. That is why you came here, isn’t it?’ ‘Alors, now we know who is the spy, Monsieur Gérard. ” She glared at Sebastian over the drawing table where she was sketching in chalk, then over at the fifteen year old boy who was asleep in a disheveled pile of rushes in the corner.
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