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The Son of Clemenceau

CHAPTER XVII
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There he breathed his last.

Fit death for a traitor! For our corporation, the untimely, unmanageable passion of this athletic fop might have had grave consequences, and for you.

We did not find the money on his person only a pocketbook stuffed with rubbish, as if he were the victim of some gross deception.

But, have no fear, Madame, we are not going to claim the sum from you, we prefer to let you regard it as a payment on account.

We intend you no mischief, and we intended you none, then; we might have stopped your flight--that is, I might have done so, but I only threw myself across your path after you ran on, to stay your husband from pursuing you." "You were there ?" she stammered, more and more frightened at the vastness of the serpent which involved her with its coils, and which was so careless about the loss of its golden scales.
"Enough! all is well that ends well! You will serve us ?" "But I have repented!" "Nonsense! you returned home because your husband was suddenly enriched above your dreams.


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