" "A lie!" exclaimed Jack in a terrible tone. “Yes. You are a detective?" "Yes. 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. I don’t wish to marry you at all. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands.
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