“Oh my God! You sounded like my Grandma just now! How did you do that?” He asked, shocked. He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately kindly. Satisfied with his scrutiny, he produced a pocket-flask, and taking off the silver cup with which it was mounted, filled it with the contents of the flask, and then seizing the thin arm of the sleeper, rudely shook it. If she had any idea at all, it was something she dimly recalled from her books: something celestially beautiful, with a happy ending. It is so that I may marry an Englishman.
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