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He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes. It was precious for two reasons: it was the photograph of her beautiful mother whom she could not remember, and it would identify her to the aunt in Hartford. ‘Be quiet, man,’ snapped Hilary, watching the Frenchman go by with the lad after him. By instinct.
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