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A Maker of History

Chapter 2 AT THE CAFé MONTMARTRE

Word Count: 1548    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

rogeneous little crowd of men and women who were drinking at the bar, past the scarlet-coated orchestra, into the inner room, where the tables were laid for

he ordered supper, and then lighting a cigarette, leaned back against the

ppreciate a certain spirit of Bohemianism which pleased him. Every one talked to his neighbor. An American from the further e

ike talk wi

sh?" h

De

his head

" he declared. "Can't

rated paper by his side. He turned over the pages idly enough at first, but suddenly pause

e said softl

close to his table. An unmistak

very interesti

e, pleased with his appearance, h

show it you!" he said, rising

ieu to her friends and accepted the invit

I must be off soon, but I'm tired of being a

yly. "I must go back to my f

begged. "I can't make th

, and calle

ou were looking at in t

to the two

only a week ago," he sai

for a moment, and

o on!"

Once or twice when he looked up he fancied that the lady from Vienna was a

herself to hors d'?uvre, "that yo

hed car

retended he got in at Strasburg, was trying to talk to me all the time, but I saw him

xim's to supper, and up here afterwards. I'll introduce you to my friends afterward

eak English. I'm sick of trying to ma

no

h that horrid Viennese girl wouldn't

smi

o sit at her tab

ooked at him warningly

" she whispered. "T

likely," he decl

lf back in her

o be on your track? Come and see me d

. "My sister's comin

upi

declared. "Order some coffee

," she declared, rising. "We'

they?"

oung, dark, immaculate, and with the slightly bored air affected by young Frenchmen of fashion; the woman was s

remarked doubtfully. "Aren't w

way between

e," she declared

skirts and large hat. Guy followed her admiringly with his eyes. The Viennese lady suddenl

e said imp

d, and o

her and shook his head. She was making signs to

stand!" he s

ed. The introductions were informal, but he felt his insular prejudices a little shattered by the delightful ease with which these two Frenc

iselle," Guy said. "Do be hostess, please. My

aiter addressed as Monsieur le Baron, and

rdiale. Gar?on, a magnum of Pommery, un neu frappé! I know you will forgive the liberty," he said

fan at him, and sa

told me," she whispered i

Guy felt that he told it very well, but for the second time he omitted all mention of that missing

e-of the two men?"

swered confiden

opped a wineglass. Monsieu

e understand. A most interesting adventur

rus of greetings, always the gayest of music. Then amidst cheers Flossie and another friend whom she called from a distant table danced a cak

ne!" she panted. "How

n, who had scarcely

round the city. Monsieur Poynton shall see Paris undressed. Afterwards

tood up a

" she cried. "I've noth

he young Frenchman cried. "Are we a

e," Guy

ed their pockets with cigarettes. When the bills came Guy found th

nsistence. "Another time you shall have your turn. You must come roun

a chorus of farewells. Guy took F

r introducing me to your friends," he

laug

ight," she declare

s 'prenez garde'

care.

ughed

thi

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