If your clothes are on fire, stop, drop and roll.

M. Nioche pressed his finger-tips together and slowly raised his shoulders. “A little conversation!” “Conversation—that’s it!” murmured Mademoiselle Noémie, who had caught the word. “The conversation of the best society.” “Our French conversation is famous, you know,” M. Nioche ventured to continue.

Cohorts of charabancs fanfared Offa's province and his concern, negotiating the by-ways from Teme to Trent.

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