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"Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. E. In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. ” “It was a mistake,” she faltered. Shall we sit outside and drink a petit verre of something to give us an appetite while dinner is being prepared?” “Certainly not,” she answered. ’ His features relaxed again and he grinned. Monsieur could rely upon his special attention, and for the cooking—well, he had his customers, who came from their homes to him year after year. So he found her when he came round the corner of the spinney. "Quite sorry, my good friend, there should have been any misunderstanding between us," observed the woollen-draper.
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