[originaltext]M: I say, aren’t you Gloria Partridge? We were at school together

M: I say, aren’t you Gloria Partridge? We were at school together, I think.
W: I’m Gloria Partridge all right. But who are you?
M: Don’t you remember me? I’m Dennis Nightingale. I’m the fellow who sat at the back and always gave the wrong answers.
W: Now I remember you. You were captain of the school football team.
M: But this is really a surprise. It must he five years since we last met in London, wasn’t it? And now to nm into each other in Paris! DO you come here often?
W: It’s my first visiting, I’m on my honeymoon. Meet my husband, Forest.
M: So you are married. How very nice to meet you, Forest! Is it your first visit to Paris, too?
W: Forest speakers no English. He comes from a small Italian village.
M: Don’t tell me that you went wandering around small Italian villages before you made the acquaintance of Forest.
W: We met in London. Forest was at a language school there.
M: And how much Italian do you speak? As far as I remember, you weren’t particularly good at languages at school.
W: Not a word.
M: So you don’t speak Italian and Forest doesn’t speak English. How on earth did you manage to get married?
W: Looking back, I’ve no idea. But at least we haven’t quarreled yet.