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It was summer again in the beautiful Forêt de Grammont when a gleaming, re-painted Bentley car drew up at the lodge of the château, and drew old Pierre from his after-_déjeuner_ siesta. He rubbed his eyes as he beheld the ringer of the bell.
"Hullo, Pierre. _Il fait beau temps! _"