His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. It was decrepit and too large. Presently McClintock came in. “Hey you,” he said affectionately. . ’ ‘Not French?’ echoed Hilary. “Any choice as to which of the Halls? You can pick and choose, you know. "What?—help take care of him? Why, you can't do that, Miss Enschede!" was the protest. “I am not sure,” Anna answered. “He is one of our guests—perhaps I should say boarders here, but he seldom returns before dinner-time. And who is the man you are not allowed to marry? Valade, perhaps?’ ‘Dieu du ciel,’ exclaimed the girl, jumping up. "Ja," answered Van; "at a minut's nodish.
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