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Rh charmante si adorable! Mais un homme comme monsieur–maussade, boudeur, impassible! Ah, non!–de ma vie! J'en avais par-dessus la tête, de monsieur! Ah! vrai! Est-ce insupportable, tout de même, qu'il existe des types comme ça? Je vous jure que—'

'Finissez ce chahut, Célestine!' Trent broke in sharply. Célestine's tirade had brought back the memory of his student days with a rush. 'En voilà une scène! C'est rasant, vous savez. Faut rentrer ça, mademoiselle. Du reste, c'est bien imprudent, croyez-moi. Hang it! Have some common sense! If the inspector down-stairs heard you saying that kind of thing, you would get into trouble. And don't wave your fists about so much; you might hit something. You seem,' he went on more pleasantly, as Célestine grew calmer under his authoritative eye, 'to be even more glad than other people that Mr. Manderson is out of the way. I could almost suspect, Célestine, that Mr. Manderson did not take as much notice of you as you thought necessary and right.'

'A peine's'il m'avait regardé!' Célestine answered simply.