Helen moved impatiently.

"Somebody coming," she murmured.
Mary involuntarily raised her hand as a sign that she should be silent; a voice had begun to speak which she recognized with surprise.

It was that of their acquaintance of the morning.

He was speaking in French, with a bad accent, and a voice which sounded even more disagreeable than it had done when he spoke to Helen.
"Bah! one can breathe here.

What a crowd! And, my good friend, allow me to remind you that you are not doing your duty.