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"Alas, monsieur, in spite of our fine courtesies, the conception of justice by one race must always seem outlandish to another!"
It was on the terrace of Sir Henry Marquis' villa at Cannes. The members of the little party were in conversation over their tobacco -- the Englishman, with his brier-root pipe; the American Justice, with a Havana cigar; and the aged Italian, with his cigarette. The last was speaking.