“You must tell me the truth, please. I stole away and walked to the railway station. " "Funny, about that coat. At least, you are one, and I am disguised like one. " "I have. That is what they call these aristocratic refugees, the English. The detective rapidly sketched the appearance of the room in his notebook, and picked up the pistol from under the table. Beyond the steps was a pole-chair in readiness. The rest of the crowd followed suit with weak laughter. This suggestion being approved, was instantly acted upon, and the thief-taker, accompanied by a body of the grenadiers, rode forward. Why would militia be infesting the place? And he must by now be aware of my interest. “It is hateful—diabolical!” he exclaimed.
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