. The real Latin quarter . although sheis late for her own dinner, which she will sitdown to presently with madame the pa-tronne, the good cook, and the other girlswho serve the small tables. This later feast will be augmented per-haps by half the good boys and girls whohave been dining at the long table. Per-haps they will all come in and help shellthe peas for to-morrows dinner. And yetthis is a public place, where the paintersce»me, and where one pays only for whatone orders. It is all very interesting to thefour American girls, who are dining at thesmall table. It is so thoroughly bohe-mia
. The real Latin quarter . although sheis late for her own dinner, which she will sitdown to presently with madame the pa-tronne, the good cook, and the other girlswho serve the small tables. This later feast will be augmented per-haps by half the good boys and girls whohave been dining at the long table. Per-haps they will all come in and help shellthe peas for to-morrows dinner. And yetthis is a public place, where the paintersce»me, and where one pays only for whatone orders. It is all very interesting to thefour American girls, who are dining at thesmall table. It is so thoroughly bohe-mian ! they exclaim. But what must Mimi think of these silentand exclusive strangers, and what, too,must the tall girl in the bicycle bloomersthink, and the little girl who has been illand who at the moment is dining withRenould, the artist, and whom every one—even to the cook, is so glad to welcomeback after her long illness? There is anunsurmountable barrier between the Amer-icans at the little table in the corner and169. WHAT IS GOING ON AT THE THEATERS that jolly crowd of good and kindly peopleat the long one, for Mimi and Henrietteand the little girl who has been so ill,and the French painters and sculptorswith them, cannot understand either thelanguage of these strangers or their viewsof life. Florence ! exclaims one of the stran-gers in a whisper, do look at that queerlittle type at the long table—the tall girlin black actually kissed him ! You dont mean it! Yes, I do—just now. Why, my dear, Isaw it plainly ! Poor culprits! There is no law againstkissing in the open air in Paris, and be-sides, the tall girl in black has known thelittle type for a Parisienne age—thirtydays or less. The four innocents, who have coughedthrough their soup and whispered throughthe rest of the dinner, have now finishedand are leaving, but if those at the longtable notice their departure, they do notshow it. In the Quarter it is consideredthe height of rudeness to stare. You will171 find
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