In the meantime Bastien looks back over his shoulder at Mrs. Gilbert. On its surface it is a glance of mild apology for their supposedly unrespectable hijinks. Beneath it is the burning ache of two thousand unanswered questions. Among them: what will Miss Poppell's mother say?
Aloud he says to Valentine: ]
You talk very much.
[ Just an observation. It doesn't sound condemning at all. If anything, slightly admiring. What a personality, what a pair. ]
Miss Poppell, [ for the sake of fitting in, ] you have no advice?
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In the meantime Bastien looks back over his shoulder at Mrs. Gilbert. On its surface it is a glance of mild apology for their supposedly unrespectable hijinks. Beneath it is the burning ache of two thousand unanswered questions. Among them: what will Miss Poppell's mother say?
Aloud he says to Valentine: ]
You talk very much.
[ Just an observation. It doesn't sound condemning at all. If anything, slightly admiring. What a personality, what a pair. ]
Miss Poppell, [ for the sake of fitting in, ] you have no advice?