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‘Jacques, where are you hurt?’
But as she asked the question, she saw the wound. The clever hostess having let fall that
several distinguished guests from France would be present, the world had
flocked to her doors to catch, like the gossip-hungry vultures they were, a
glimpse of them. He may not be able to eat tin-cans, but he
tries to. “She will take her risk,” she answered. He offered me at once an engagement. I’ll have to wait here, of course, which means you, Hilary—’
‘Will have to do tomorrow’s patrol. But, by Jove!
you are fierce! You are like those Roman women who carry stilettos in their
hair.
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