[It's instinct - her first reply to the biggest man she has ever seen - bigger even than the great brute in her Pa's gang who will surely be allowed to beat her to death if they should meet again. She had willed herself invisible when she had seen Paul walk by before, but his friendly tone makes her realise - no. Not Brujon. Not remotely French sounding. Not death. Not today.
No - excuse me, Monsieur. You made me think of a - well.
[She pauses awkwardly.] Where did you call such a place? Märchen? That does not sound French either.
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[It's instinct - her first reply to the biggest man she has ever seen - bigger even than the great brute in her Pa's gang who will surely be allowed to beat her to death if they should meet again. She had willed herself invisible when she had seen Paul walk by before, but his friendly tone makes her realise - no. Not Brujon. Not remotely French sounding. Not death. Not today.
No - excuse me, Monsieur. You made me think of a - well.
[She pauses awkwardly.] Where did you call such a place? Märchen? That does not sound French either.