Why do you think I’m indulging in all this very un-English love talk?’ ‘But you are idiot, Gérard. ” The three men, who had arrived within a minute or two of one another, received her little speech in dead silence. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. I will light the stove, and there shall be some coffee presently.
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