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Quand on se méfie on se trompé, quand on ne se méfie pas, on est trompé.
Charles Darragon had come to Danzig a year earlier. He was a lieutenant in an infantry regiment, and he was twenty-five. Many of his contemporaries were colonels in these days of quick promotion, when men lived at such a rate that few of them lived long. But Charles was too easygoing to envy any man.