“Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. Unless he deserts the girl, he won't be so hard to find as formerly. ’ ‘Eh bien, what then?’ Emile sidled closer. And all the third act is love-sick music. Pure luck! If the boy had grown a moustache or a beard, a needle in the haystack would have been soft work.
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