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"What is a sing-song girl?" she asked. His looks were fixed on his old benefactor. 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. She clasped her hands over her mouth in a silent scream. She saw her aunt in tears, her father white-faced and hard hit. “I’d sooner condemn you to Hell. ‘Would you care for some refreshment? A glass of wine, perhaps?’ ‘Nothing, merci, I do not remain,’ she answered, although she did not rise. ‘Looks like it. Or shall I ask Colonel Anson for a few hints?” “For Heaven’s sake no,” she declared. The fanatic has no such word in his vocabulary. " "Probably not. ” “Perhaps,” he said, “you had better let me have your key, and I will go up and explore. ’ ‘It is you who is absurd,’ countered Melusine, the spark returning to her eye. " "You've arrived in the very nick of time," rejoined Jonathan; "and I'll take care your services are not overlooked.
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