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“His blond hair disheveled, his shoulders coatless, Cyril emerged.” Frontispiece
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“‘Not that,’ he whispered hoarsely, ‘for God’s sake—not that.’” 80
“Her lips ... were whispering words that she hoped could follow him into the distance.” 128
“The truth, and he becomes an honorable prisoner of war. Silence, and he is shot tomorrow. Speak.” 218

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