“S'mimasen,' Alyss said repeatedly as they brushed against passerby. 'What does that mean?' Will asked as they reached a stretch of street bare of any other pedestrians. He was impressed by Alyss's grasp of the local language. 'It means 'pardon me,'' Alyss replied, but then a shadow of doubt crossed her face. 'At least, I hope it does. Maybe I'm saying 'you have the manners of a fat, rancid sow.”
― John Flanagan

