” He said, uncrossing his arms. ’ ‘Eh bien, what then?’ Emile sidled closer. He had chosen his time well. Perhaps she would have to charge this man and appear in a police-court next day. ‘And me?’ ‘Oh, you’re mad because you wish to blow off my head. Unless he can arise from the bottom of the Thames, where he and his abhorred father lie buried, you will never behold him again in this world.
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