Who is to say that I am not André Valade, an obscure relation of the late vicomte. Inside was the blue stone she had lost in the 1800’s. In the midst of them there was a cart with a man in it—and that man was Jack—my son Jack—they were going to hang him. “I think,” she said, “that I will tell you everything.
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