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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Scaramouche by Rafael Sabatini: there's the gaol for thieves."
"Technically, I suppose you are right," sighed Andre-Louis, and
fell to combing his hair again, still looking up into the sergeant's
face. "But we have sinned in ignorance. We are grateful to you for
the warning." He passed the comb into his left hand, and with his
right fumbled in his breeches' pocket, whence there came a faint
jingle of coins. "We are desolated to have brought you out of your
way. Perhaps for their trouble your men would honour us by stopping
at the next inn to drink the health of... of this M. de La Tour d'
Azyr, or any other health that they think proper.
Some of the clouds lifted from the sergeant's brow. But not yet all.
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