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CHAPTER THREE-3
Monsieur Bleuet laughed. “It is something he can certainly afford.” “I suppose when one gets older, one becomes more attached to one’s possessions,” Craig remarked. “I can understand that, as I am sure you can, when it concerns something like a picture, but for me where yachts and motor cars are concerned, the newer the better.” Monsieur Bleuet laughed again. “I might almost say the same, monsieur, in the case of les femmes!” “Now that is a different subject altogether,” Craig said, “but we were speaking of the Russian yachts.” “Yes, of course,” the manager agreed. “But I regret to say that I have never been aboard either of them and in fact I don’t know anyone who has.” “Do you mean to say that their owners do not entertain?” “Their owner, monsieur.” “Only one?” “Yes, Baron Stro
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