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“What are you two whispering about?” She turned
towards Martin. "Is it poison?" she asked. The man turned at the exclamation, and so did several of the bystanders; but they
could not make out who had uttered it. ‘But how do you come here?’
‘Down on a routine patrol, unluckily for you,’ he answered grimly. He then spoke with a certain fatherly
kindliness of the past. “Then your name——”
“My name is Pellissier. Sensing his
discomfort, she stood up and brushed lint off of the hem
of her gray miniskirt. The other was to go into business—into a
photographer’s reception-room, for example, or a costumer’s or hat-shop. "
"Well, well, I'm not within a minute," rejoined the turnkey. .
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