Laroux

After a year of accompanying Madame Laroux to the market, Zora was permitted to do some of the shopping herself and sometimes even made a meal for the family.

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For Madame Laroux and the great majority of the French population, food was worth eating only if it was prepared with fresh ingredients purchased from the market that day.

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Laroux, who had not spoken with her since that one word of the morning at the gate, was dumb of tongue, aching with the old feeling in his heart which had told him faithfully so long ago that all was not well with her.

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Maren stood by the factory door conversing earnestly with Laroux.

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Laroux loosed her, knowing that the moment was past, and went at once about his duties of throwing the post into a state of defence.

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"Prix Laroux," he said, turning to his new acquisition, "we will get to the work of our contract."

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Maren held out her hand and Laroux grasped it in a clasp of faith.

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Laroux caught her from behind, pinioning her arms.

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Prix Laroux, his dark eyes cool and sharp, looked swiftly over the populace as they stood, for with that first shot every man in Fort de Seviere had rushed to the gate, and in that first moment of getting breath he calculated their strength and their ability.

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For a moment Laroux faced her squarely, the man who had tied himself to her hand, pledged himself to forge the way to the Whispering Hills, who followed her compelling leadership as these lesser men had turned to follow his but now.

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