"You like old-time Germany, Miss Henderson?"
Miriam turned a radiant face to Fraulein Pfaff's table and made some movement with her lips.
"I think you have something of the German in you."
"She has, she has," said Minna from the little arbour where she sat with Millie. "She is not English."
They had eaten their lunch at a little group o
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