” “Perhaps I don’t. As the night advanced, Mr. ‘Eh bien?’ She thrust again, from the same place. “I do not know. Lucy went downstairs to prepare the hot cocoa that would be the last hot drink of the season, ruefully spiking the liquid with Nytol, just one tablet dissolved in a little warm water. ‘While you are making me this interrogation, my poor Jacques bleeds to death. We had better have it over.
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