” “Let us say that Café Maston, in the Boulevard des Italiennes, at half-past seven then,” he decided. ” She turned and fitted the latchkey into the door. ‘You do not understand, Gérard. “And where,” he asked, “are my rivals?” “Deserters,” she answered, laughing. Ramage—about the forty pounds.
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