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I could see their hands and newly washed, wavy hair in the light from the door. A crowd of young men, some in jerseys and some in their shirt-sleeves, got out. I drank a beer, standing in the doorway and getting the cool breath of wind from the street. It was really very hot and the accordion music was pleasant in the hot night. Some one asked Georgette to dance, and I went over to the bar. It was hot and we came off the floor perspiring. He had a string of bells around one of his ankles and beat time with his foot as he played. The proprietor got up on a high stool beside the dancing-floor and began to play the accordion. The daughter came up and wanted to know what we would drink. 'I wish people would come earlier,' Braddocks said. There were long benches, and tables ran across the room, and at the far end a dancing-floor. The daughter of the house came down-stairs as we went in. When we arrived it was quite empty, except for a policeman sitting near the door, the wife of the proprietor back of the zinc bar, and the proprietor himself. Five nights a week the working people of the Pantheon quarter danced there. The dancing-club was a _bal musette_ in the Rue de la Montagne Sainte Genevieve. 'You have nice friends.'ДЇrances was a little drunk and would have liked to have kept it up but the coffee came, and Lavigne with the liqueurs, and after that we all went out and started for Braddocks's dancing-club. 'How strange! But perhaps you have not been here very long.' One of the cleanest cities in all Europe.' 'Really? I find it so extraordinarily clean. She turned to Frances, sitting smiling, her hands folded, her head poised on her long neck, her lips pursed ready to start talking again. 'Have you been in Paris long? Do you like it here? You love Paris, do you not?'

Braddocks at its coming out really French. 'Oh, Mademoiselle Hobin,' Frances Clyne called, speaking French very rapidly and not seeming so proud and astonished as Mrs. Mademoiselle Hobin, I've known her for a very long time.' Barnes introduced his fiancee as Mademoiselle Leblanc, and her name is actually Hobin.' Braddocks called down the table to Braddocks. Braddocks, who in the excitement of talking French was liable to have no idea what she was saying. Barnes introduced you as Mademoiselle Georgette Leblanc. 'Are you related to Georgette Leblanc, the singer?' Mrs. Georgette smiled that wonderful smile, and we shook hands all round. 'I wish to present my fiancР№e, Mademoiselle Georgette Leblanc,' I said.

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We went into the room full of people and Braddocks and the men at his table stood up. Georgette opened her bag, made a few passes at her face as she looked in the little mirror, re-defined her lips with the lip-stick, and straightened her hat. 'We're going to have coffee with the others.' 'There are lots of those on this side of the river.' She was a Canadian and had all their easy social graces. 'Come in and have coffee with us, Barnes.' 'Of course, he's coming,' Braddocks said. We're all going,' Frances said from the end of the table. 'You're coming to the dance, aren't you?' Braddocks asked. Braddocks, several people I did not know. There was Braddocks at a big table with a party: Cohn, Frances Clyne, Mrs. 'It's a friend calling me,' I explained, and went out. Just then from the other room some one called: We would probably have gone on and discussed the war and agreed that it was in reality a calamity for civilization, and perhaps would have been better avoided. She smiled and showed all her bad teeth, and we touched glasses. We had another bottle of wine and Georgette made a joke. 'It isn't chic, but the food is all right.' Georgette cheered up a little under the food. We went into the restaurant, passed Madame Lavigne at the desk and into a little room. It was a long time since I had dined with a _poule_, and I had forgotten how dull it could be. I had picked her up because of a vague sentimental idea that it would be nice to eat with some one. 'This is no great thing of a restaurant.' We got out and Georgette did not like the looks of the place.

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