They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. In another instant, the collision took place. It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. I do not wish to blow off a head, you understand. ’ ‘I am relieved to hear it. Wood brought up.
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