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The mayoress was a thin, elderly country woman with a nod for everyone; her big Normandy cap fitted close round her thin face, making her head, with its round, astonished-looking eyes, look like a white-tufted fowl's, and she ate in little jerks as if she were pecking at her plate. Jeanne was silent, seeing nothing, hearing nothing, her head turned with joy.

As I advanced I heard an imperious voice scolding some one. The scold was Nina, who was abusing an astonished-looking man, who was standing by a large table covered with stuffs and laces. "Excuse me," said she, "but this fool of a Spaniard wants to persuade me that this lace is really handsome."

"Give me those letters," he breathed, sticking his face close to Carr's. "They're not here," said Carr, struggling. "I'm not a fool. Let me go, or I'll raise the price." The other man raised him from the table in his powerful hands, apparently with the intention of dashing his head against it. Then suddenly his hold relaxed as an astonished-looking maid-servant entered the room with letters.

There was not a single good-looking face among the portraits, nothing but broad cheekbones and astonished-looking eyes. Lyalikov, Liza's father, had a low forehead and a self-satisfied expression; his uniform sat like a sack on his bulky plebeian figure; on his breast was a medal and a Red Cross Badge.

He found himself in a low-ceilinged, box-like, little room lighted by a flaring gas jet, with two astonished-looking Chinese gazing at him with slant eyes that seemed to be almost popping from their heads.

"Give me those letters," he breathed, sticking his face close to Carr's. "They're not here," said Carr, struggling. "I'm not a fool. Let me go, or I'll raise the price." The other man raised him from the table in his powerful hands, apparently with the intention of dashing his head against it. Then suddenly his hold relaxed as an astonished-looking maid-servant entered the room with letters.

As I advanced I heard an imperious voice scolding some one. The scold was Nina, who was abusing an astonished-looking man, who was standing by a large table covered with stuffs and laces. "Excuse me," said she, "but this fool of a Spaniard wants to persuade me that this lace is really handsome."