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Elsa stood wondering what to say--what to do. There were no signs of peace or the making of peace. Tom came near enough to St. Malo to hit him if necessary. "Time's up," he remarked. "Get moving."
Andrew looked worried. St. Malo smirked at Elsa. He quoted a scrap from his heterogenous mass of what undoubtedly was culture of a sort--if there can be culture without morals: "Manners maketh man. Did you ever hear that proverb? It's a good one." Then he noticed Tom's fist. "So long, sister.