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towards the Baron and came to rest close enough for him to lean over the scaffold and look into the face of his martyred comrade, almost resting his spectacles against the chin. The eyes were wide open and seemed for a moment to show recognition. Immediately the lips moved. "Reason" they mouthed. Then something extraordinary happened, something which the Baron, though he lived many more years, was never able to explain. The Comte's eyes opened still wider, as if in astonishment, looking beyond the Baron's face and trembling spectacles, staring up
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