"Your health, Monsieur, for mine is failing!" She gulps at the beer, letting the fizzy, sour liquid swill around her mouth before she swallows. It makes her throat ache but it soothes the dull burn of her flu as well.
"Truly though, I do not see why you should fuss so. It is common where I am from for children to drink beer. Most of the gamins - that is our word for street children - they are all drunk. They nick the gin and the brandy left over from the drunks in the street. It is better than to steal water - for that only leaves you cold forever. I do not like beer, but I like what it does to my head. It makes me sleep."
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"Your health, Monsieur, for mine is failing!" She gulps at the beer, letting the fizzy, sour liquid swill around her mouth before she swallows. It makes her throat ache but it soothes the dull burn of her flu as well.
"Truly though, I do not see why you should fuss so. It is common where I am from for children to drink beer. Most of the gamins - that is our word for street children - they are all drunk. They nick the gin and the brandy left over from the drunks in the street. It is better than to steal water - for that only leaves you cold forever. I do not like beer, but I like what it does to my head. It makes me sleep."