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 "I think we shall meet again," he finally said, with the utmost conviction.

"Adieu, monsieur, for we shall never meet again!"

"You leave that to me!" cried the defeated Kestner, and into those five words he threw both the bitterness and the tenaciousness born of that momentary defeat.

But the woman had already closed the door and locked it after her.