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THE BLACK CAMEL

Diagonally across that white expanse lay the bright red ribbon of the Legion of Honor. Startled, Fyfe looked down at it.

“Ah, yes,” he said. “I came in my stage costume, as I told you. This week, you see, I happen to be playing the rôle of a French ambassador.”

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