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It was shortly after midnight in the great H tel des Tuileries at Paris. Beyond the fa ade of the hotel the gardens of the Tuileries were sleeping in the warm night. To the left the Louvre etched itself in solid black against the sky, and all up and down the Rue de Rivoli carriages and automobiles were still moving.
