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Portrait of Rafael Sabatini Rafael Sabatini Bardelys the Magnificent — Chapter 18 (1905)

I stepped aside, and she swept past me and caught at the leather curtain of the coach.
“Father!” she sobbed.
There are some things that a man of breeding may not witness—some things to look upon which is near akin to eavesdropping or reading the letters of another. Such a scene did I now account the present one, and, turning, I moved away. But Saint-Eustache cut it short, for scarce had I taken three paces when his voice rang out the command to move.
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Portrait of Rafael Sabatini Rafael Sabatini Bardelys the Magnificent — Chapter 18 (1905)

Nay, keep your hands still, Saint-Eustache. I don't fight catchpolls, and if you give me trouble my men are yonder.” And I jerked my thumb over my shoulder. “And now to business. I am not minded to talk all day. I was saying that I marvel at your temerity, and more particularly at your having laid information against Monsieur de Lavédan, and having come here to arrest him, knowing, as you must know, that I am interested in the Vicomte.”
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Portrait of Rafael Sabatini Rafael Sabatini Bardelys the Magnificent — Chapter 18 (1905)

Our coming was in a way well timed. I doubt if we could have stayed the execution of Saint-Eustache's warrant even had we arrived earlier. But for effect—to produce a striking coup de théâtre—we could not have come more opportunely.
A coach stood in the quadrangle, at the foot of the château steps: down these the Vicomte was descending, with the Vicomtesse—grim and blasphemant as ever—on one side, and his daughter, white of face and with tightly compressed lips, on the other.
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