‘Who, the émigrés?’ ‘Do I speak of the English, imbecile? Certainly the émigrés. ‘If you shoot me,’ Gerald said quickly, throwing out a hand, ‘I shan’t be able to rescue you. A woman may choose any one for her lover, but for her friend she makes no mistake. Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way.
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