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with a friend of ours.

- Yes, I know.

- You do? How?

- You've seen us at the casino.

- No.

No, you're too serious to go there.

In the village?

- I've never seen any of you.

- Then you've heard about us.

You heard about those

wicked people from Paris.

- I'm from Paris.

- You heard and were intrigued.

You're corruptible.

I'm just interested in people,

that's all.

Well, it was very nice

of you to help me.

- I didn't mean to embarrass you.

- You didn't.

Or shock you.

- Lf you'd like to come sailing...

- I'd love it, but I don't know how.

I'll teach you.

I think you could do with

a lesson yourself.

I'm an excellent sailor.

The mast broke.

- Come on.

- Where?

Don't you want to meet

the wicked people from Paris?

Do you think I upset him?

You hop subjects like a roulette ball.

Upset who?

- That sailor boat boy. What's his name?

- Philippe.

It's torture to wear clothes

with a sunburn.

I think I did upset him.

Was I too open about us?

He didn't need quite so much help

in adding one and one.

Anyway, he's brilliantly cute.

- Why didn't Cecile ask him to dinner?

- She did for tomorrow.

- I would have asked for tonight.

- I'm sure.

Why waste time?

This was found in the pocket

of your shirt.

Thank you.

- Could I have more coffee, please?

- Yes, mademoiselle.

She thinks she's being insulting

with that "mademoiselle."

I love it. I'm not old enough

to be madame, am I? Cecile?

I'm listening to the crickets.

But they only say the same thing

over and over.

I read they make that noise

by rubbing their legs together.

What a thought.

I have a surprise.

Company is coming.

- Brilliant. Anybody I know?

- Anne Larsen.

This dress is her design.

- Coming here? When?

- Next week.

- Raymond, is Anne Larsen married?

- She's divorced. Why?

- How old is she?

- She's older than you are.

She was my mother's best friend.

She must be a very lovely lady.

- Your thoughts are so hard to follow.

- Be careful of my back.

I just have to get out of this dress.

Your crickets are having

a cocktail party.

- Raymond.

- Now please, don't bawl me out.

- May I ask a question?

- No.

- What made you invite Anne?

- You like Anne.

I do. Very much.

But we hardly ever see her anymore.

- I see her all the time.

- Occasionally. At large parties.

Last time we had a long chat at

a comparatively small cocktail party.

What?

I know you and the invitations

you hand out at parties.

- To be honest, I forgot I'd invited her.

- You're awful.

How did you happen

to ask her anyway?

She looked particularly attractive.

She's always seemed

so aloof and self-assured.

I wouldn't think she would vacation

here. How did you get her to accept?

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