They would arrest him for the French spy they had thought her at first. She staggered to the fireplace and thrust it into the heart of the dying flames. ‘She? Sa femme? That is the game then? That she could dare to take my place, that salope. Well, my friend found us out, and would give no quarter. When I am angry, I can get very mean. And you need not fear that I shall not give back the sword when I have finished using it. God gives us an equal chance; but we make ourselves. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her.
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