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THE GREAT ROXHYTHE
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"So I did. Louis must think well of her to send her to me."

"She is very beautiful," said Madame, still holding his hand.

"And very cunning?" The long fingers clasped hers.

"Charles, do you not want her at Whitehall?"

"I shall be delighted to have her," he retorted.

"She comes not as a spy, but as a—"

"Secret agent. A nice distinction. But no matter."

"I really do not wonder that James is annoyed with you," said Madame severely.

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