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“We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared. ‘Would you have me face my maker with that on my conscience? If I’d died, there’d have been no one to tell you, for your father would not have done. "My plan is a very simple one," rejoined the thief-taker smiling bitterly. She felt a new warmth in her blood, a strange sense of elation crept over her. . She spoke slowly. ‘Soi-disant? Then he is not Valade?’ ‘How can I know?’ she countered crossly. "But we'll find a way to make you open your lips presently. She could visualize the picture she had presented, particularly the battered papier-mâché kitbag at her feet. She released her clutch on it as, dizzy with exhaustion, she leaned against the back of the pew and closed her eyes, her fingers grasping out automatically for support.
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