She colored faintly. They had cried a little, both. You wish another name? Eh bien. The sound of their strident voices floated upwards, the high nasal note of the predominant Americans, the shrill laughter of girls quick to appreciate the wit of such of their male companions as thought it worth while to be amusing. ’ ‘I’m that sorry, miss,’ Kimble said glumly.
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