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" Upon which he drew the trigger of the pistol, which, luckily for the individual against whom it was aimed, flashed in the pan. Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared.
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