Jacques, Jacques!’ His face was white, but his eyes were open, if a trifle glazed. Wood and Thames taking their places on either side of it, and Jack at a little distance behind. ‘I don’t want a hue and cry after me, I thank you. ‘It does not matter, Jacques. Dear me, what a difference it has made! No one would ever think that we were sisters. You are taking it for granted that I am ‘Alcide.
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