‘Madame, I trust I see you well?’ ‘Merci. That would be an unkind twist of fate. "To-night it is their turn," said Jonathan, binding up his wounded fingers with a handkerchief. ‘Jacques?’ she called out, forgetting the need for silence. Spurling bit her lips to conceal her mirth. Martin managed to catch her after class the next day.
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