Paris, always beautiful even in the darkness, glittered away to the horizon. ‘The general himself?’ ‘How shall I get my inheritance if the general will believe that pig?’ ‘Do wish you wouldn’t keep on calling him a pig,’ Martha begged. Nothing shall induce me to act contrary to the dictates of my conscience. The fates are never so kind to me.
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