You (you come out of the field and stand in front of Colette and hold her bike): You are a thief miss, I saw you picking my father's grapes! Colette (startled by your sudden appearance): I'm so sorry sir, I didn't think anyone would mind. You: I should call the police! Colette: Please sir, I meant no harm, won't you show me a little kindness?
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