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" CHAPTER XVIII. ‘Therefore she cannot be the daughter of Suzanne Valade. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. He then descended; and having induced Bess to take off some part of her clothing, he tore the gown and petticoat into shreds and twisted them into a sort of rope which he fastened to the lower bars of the window. As he balanced the photograph, a humorous twinkle came into his eyes. The winters were bitter here, they could have just as easily been frozen off. It was still raining heavily, and profoundly dark. Her family had hosted a feast in his honor for which they had taken weeks to prepare: with braised capons and lobster sausages and all sorts of delicious spiced stews her mother had made from secret recipes. You see, I’m selfish.
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