But when they were on their way out he whispered in Anna’s ear. ‘Let go!’ ‘Do you take me for a fool?’ Gerald demanded. “There, there, now. . Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair. Not the most stringent search, conducted all morning, turned up one solitary sheet.
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