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Roger was aware, however, that Beverley loved snow-white pearls. "Any minute Simon Lecourt may be here," he said to Lovoresco. "When he's looked at the things, I'll sign and hand you my cheque for two hundred and sixty thousand dollars." Lovoresco smiled under his dyed moustache, but the wonderful eyes, for which men of his race are famous, lit angrily.
"I think some other smart men might have changed them without you or me being smart enough to know the difference," Roger explained. "I believe in making a ship watertight before she goes to sea." "You are right," Lovoresco said, shrugging his shoulders. "I am pleased once more to meet ze expert." "Mr. Simon Lecourt," announced the butler.
It all recalled other powder-blackened hands clenched forever about soiled remnants of envelopes, from which protruded the edge of a precious photograph. A shiver ran down my spine as the brave mother and her three little ones passed by me on their way to change their clothes assume their humble dress. "Merci, Madame Dumont. Merci bien." "At your service, Madame Lecourt."
At a quarter to four the cheque having been signed Roger was shaking hands with the jewel expert he had summoned, and bowing to Count Lovoresco. The pearls were his, and he was impatient for Beverley. In five or six minutes she ought to arrive. Beverley stepped into the lift as Count Lovoresco and Simon Lecourt stepped out. As they passed she heard Roger's name, and her heart jumped.
Such is their antipathy to garlic, that a few cloves put into their runs, will cause their destruction. A French naturalist, of the name of Henri Lecourt, devoted a great part of his life to the study of the habits and structure of moles, and he tells us, that they will run as fast as a horse will gallop.
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