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 gentlewoman himself; adding, "For I could have sworn, when I first met her in the gallery, I had seen her some where before; though I could not make out how nor when. But if she's only that black madmysell washed white, I should like to have a little parley with her. She may possibly do me the service of helping me to find a friend; and if she does, I sha'n't be backward, God willing, to requite her. And harkee, my lad! I should be glad to know the gentlewoman's name. What's she called?"

"She's called Mademoiselle Juliette, Monsieur."

"Juliet?—Are you sure of that?" cried the Admiral, starting. "Juliet?—Are you very sure, Sir?"

"Oui, oui, Monsieur."

"Harkee, sirrah! if you impose upon me, I'll trounce you within an inch of your life! Juliet, do you say? Are you sure it's Juliet?"

"Oui, Monsieur; Mademoiselle Juliette."