THE PARADISE OF THIEVES-3

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“Well,” said the poet tartly, “do people still think me too romantic? Are there, I wonder, any brigands left in the mountains?” “There may be,” said Father Brown agnostically. “What do you mean?” asked the other sharply. “I mean I am puzzled,” replied the priest. “I am puzzled about Ezza or Montano, or whatever his name is. He seems to me much more inexplicable as a brigand even than he was as a courier.” “But in what way?” persisted his companion. “Santa Maria! I should have thought the brigand was plain enough.” “I find three curious difficulties,” said the priest in a quiet voice. “I should like to have your opinion on them. First of all I must tell you I was lunching in that restaurant at the seaside. As four of you left the room, you and Miss Harrogate went ahead, talking and lau

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