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... shed boots and muffled noise of people whispering around.
General Beauchamp was led into the President's chamber, where President Lebrun waited beside a half-dozen men senior officials from the Foreign Ministry, military attachés, and the Interior Bureau.
President Lebrun didn't waste time. "General," he said, voice firm but worn, "I assume you've made your selection for the envoy to Belgrade?"
Beauchamp nodded, removing his gloves. "Yes, Monsieur le Président. Capitaine ...
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