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"You think that--"
She nodded. "I think Monsieur Barouche has some cards he hasn't played
yet. What they are I don't know, but he's confident. Tell me, Carnac, is
there any card that would defeat you? Have you committed any crime
against the law--no, I'm sure you haven't, but I want to hear you say
so." She smiled cheerfully at him.
"He has no card of any crime of mine, and he can't hit me in a mortal
place."
"You have the right policy for this province. But tell me, is there
anyone who could hurt you, who could spring up in the fight--man or
woman?"
She looked him straight in the eye, and his own did not waver.
"There's no one has a knock-out blow for me--that's sure. I can weather
any storm."
He paused, however, disconcerted, for the memory of Luzanne came to him,
and his spirit became clouded. "Except one--except one," he added.
"And you won't tell me who it is?"
CHAPTER XXIII
THE MAN WHO WOULD NOT
"No, I can't tell you--yet," answered Carnac. "You ought to know; though
you can't put things right."
"Don't forget you are a public man, and what might happen if things went
wrong. There are those who would gladly roast you on a gridiron for what
you are in politics.
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