Maggot, bursting into a loud contemptuous laugh. “In Paris our lives were far apart, and we had seldom the same friends. They were headed by an athleticlooking, swarthy-featured man, who was armed with a cutlass, which he waved over his head to cheer on his companions. ‘But Gérard—if you mean the fellow Alderley who was making eyes at Yolande—is not here. " The stranger said nothing, but hastily brushed away a tear.
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