The man lingered. Sorry. “I beg your pardon,” he said, “but you appear to be a fellow countrywoman of mine, and in some distress. “My dear Anna,” he answered. ” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch. Then it was the woman herself who was changed. “These clothes are French, and I’m sure this floppy bow would make a Frenchman of me anyhow.
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