Date: 1 Mar 2015 06:41 (UTC)
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Thank heavens Joly is prepared.

The woman leans forward and squints at Joly.

"I beg your pardon--Monsieur Joly, is it?" She flushes. "I believe I knew your--well, perhaps he's your uncle--a Monsieur Jean-Gilbert Joly? He came here often, in his youth."

Combeferre blinks in the odd light as he recognizes Matelote.
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