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Her scream shook the windows of the sedan. The next minute, I contrived, without either of 'em perceiving me, to convey it into my own pocket. Supposing you take them and read them? You might be able to tell me why I felt disappointed. A young woman with a white badge on her arm stood and counted the sections as they entered their vans. ‘You cannot mean General Charvill?’ ‘That old martinet?’ exclaimed Roding. If only he had known it, sympathy was almost entirely with him. His sword then came in for his scrutiny: he felt at, and appeared satisfied with its edge.
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