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After
supper
that
evening
,
Dick
thought
,
he
would
finish
the
break
;
also
he
wanted
to
kick
Franz
’
s
bottom
for
having
partially
introduced
him
to
such
a
sordid
business
.
He
waited
in
the
hall
.
His
eyes
followed
a
beret
,
not
wet
with
waiting
like
Nicole
’
s
beret
,
but
covering
a
skull
recently
operated
on
.
Beneath
it
human
eyes
peered
,
found
him
and
came
over
:
"
Bonjour
,
Docteur
.
"
"
Bonjour
,
Monsieur
.
"
"
Il
fait
beau
temps
.
"
"
Oui
,
merveilleux
.
"
"
Vous
êtes
ici
maintenant
?
"
"
Non
,
pour
la
journée
seulement
.
"
"
Ah
,
bon
.
Alors
—
au
revoir
,
Monsieur
.
"
Glad
at
having
survived
another
contact
,
the
wretch
in
the
beret
moved
away
.
Dick
waited
.
Presently
a
nurse
came
downstairs
and
delivered
him
a
message
.
"
Miss
Warren
asks
to
be
excused
,
Doctor
.
She
wants
to
lie
down
.
She
wants
to
have
dinner
upstairs
to
-
night
.
"
