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      “ It’s a terrible thing, what we did, ” Francis said abruptly. “ I mean this man was not Voltaire we killed. But still. It’s a shame. I feel bad about it. ”

       “Well, of course, I do too, ” said Henry matter-of-factly. “ But not bad enough to want to go to jail for it. ”

       Francis snorted and poured himself another shot of whiskey and drank it straight off. “ No, ” he said. “ Not that bad. ”