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As for M. Popeau, who was looking about him trying to find out if any / changes had taken place in five very long years, he was telling himself, / for perhaps the thousandth time in his life, what very queer, odd people / the British were!
He liked them, even better than he had done when, as a young man, he had / met with a good deal of kindness in England. But still, how queer to / think that a nice girl-a really nice girl-should permit such a stranger / as was this Captain Stuart to call on her-without any kind of proper / introduction. He hoped her Italian friends-or were they relations? -would / not misunderstand. He feared they certainly would do so, unless she / pretended-but somehow he did not think she would do that-that the young / man was an old acquaintance, someone who had known her at home, in her / uncle's house.