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Roger, with Jeannine by his side, stood on the terrace of his villa the next day after luncheon and gazed with a shudder at a flamboyant new château, fortunately half hidden by a turning in the road.
"Who on earth has built that atrocity, Bardells?" he asked his butler, who was serving the coffee.