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Chapter 1. Sun and Shadow

           Deathofmysoul,IplayitoutwhereverIgo!’

           Hechangedhisposturetoasittingone,cryingwithatriumphantair:

           ‘HereIam!Seeme!Shakenoutofdestiny’sdice-boxintothecompanyofameresmuggler;—shutupwithapoorlittlecontrabandtrader,whosepapersarewrong,andwhomthepolicelayholdofbesides,forplacinghisboat(asameansofgettingbeyondthefrontier)atthedispositionofotherlittlepeoplewhosepapersarewrong;andheinstinctivelyrecognisesmyposition,evenbythislightandinthisplace.It’swelldone!ByHeaven!Iwin,howeverthegamegoes.’

           Againhismoustachewentup,andhisnosecamedown.

           ‘What’sthehournow?’heasked,withadryhotpalloruponhim,ratherdifficultofassociationwithmerriment.

           ‘Alittlehalf-houraftermid-day.’

           ‘Good!ThePresidentwillhaveagentlemanbeforehimsoon.Come!ShallItellyouonwhataccusation?Itmustbenow,ornever,forIshallnotreturnhere.EitherIshallgofree,orIshallgotobemadereadyforshaving.Youknowwheretheykeeptherazor.’

           SignorCavallettotookhiscigarettefrombetweenhispartedlips,andshowedmoremomentarydiscomfiturethanmighthavebeenexpected.

           ‘Iama’—MonsieurRigaudstooduptosayit—‘Iamacosmopolitangentleman.Iownnoparticularcountry.MyfatherwasSwiss—CantondeVaud.MymotherwasFrenchbyblood,Englishbybirth.ImyselfwasborninBelgium.Iamacitizenoftheworld.

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