"Miss Enschede—such an odd name!—are you French?" "Oh, no. She traced him by his scent. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. ‘But we—mon mari and myself—we have the bonne chance.
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