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and the last tremors of life were extinguished forever.
The officer had lit a cigar.
"Whenever you wish," he said to Desnoyers with ironical courtesy.
They re-entered the automobile in order to return to the castle by the way of Villeblanche.

The increasing number of fires and the dead bodies in the streets no longer impressed the old man.

He had seen so much! What could now affect his sensibilities?
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