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My silence implied that I knew it, though I did not feel any brighter, happier or cleaner.

I found but one white figure under the dim veranda eaves. "Miss Camille?"

I stepped back, heaving. "Who and what are you? Who and what are you?"

"Even things she doesn't want told?"

"Only into her service," I said, but he raised his brows. "That is more; certainly you are honored. What is it you would rather not tell the General and yet you must; do I know that already?"

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