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blue tea…napkins for sails。
〃Shall we sit here？〃
She put her hand wearily on the back of a white wicker chair。
〃We may as well。 Why not？〃 said she。
Hennie squeezed past her and wriggled on to a stool at the end。 He
felt awfully out of it。 She didn't even take her gloves off。 She lowered
her eyes and drummed on the table。 When a faint violin sounded she
winced and bit her lip again。 Silence。
The waitress appeared。 I hardly dared to ask her。 〃Teacoffee？
China teaor iced tea with lemon？〃
Really she didn't mind。 It was all the same to her。 She didn't really
want anything。 Hennie whispered； 〃Chocolate！〃
But just as the waitress turned away she cried out carelessly； 〃Oh； you
may as well bring me a chocolate； too。〃
While we waited she took out a little； gold powder…box with a mirror
in the lid； shook the poor little puff as though she loathed it； and dabbed
her lovely nose。
〃Hennie；〃 she said； 〃take those flowers away。〃 She pointed with her
puff to the carnations； and I heard her murmur； 〃I can't bear flowers on a
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table。〃 They had evidently been giving her intense pain； for she
positively closed her eyes as I moved them away。
The waitress came back with the chocolate and the tea。 She put the
big； frothing cups before them and pushed across my clear glass。 Hennie
buried his nose； emerged； with； for one dreadful moment； a little trembling
blob of cream on the tip。 But he hastily wiped it off like a little
gentleman。 I wondered if I should dare draw her attention to her cup。
She didn't notice itdidn't see ituntil suddenly； quite by chance； she took
a sip。 I watched anxiously； she faintly shuddered。
〃Dreadfully sweet！〃 said she。
A tiny boy with a head like a raisin and a chocolate body came round
with a tray of pastriesrow upon row of little freaks； little inspirations；
little melting dreams。 He offered them to her。 〃Oh； I'm not at all
hungry。 Take them away。〃
He offered them to Hennie。 Hennie gave me a swift lookit must
have been satisfactoryfor he took a chocolate cream； a coffee eclair； a
meringue stuffed with chestnut and a tiny horn filled with fresh
strawberries。 She could hardly bear to watch him。 But just as the boy
swerved away she held up her plate。
〃Oh well； give me one；〃 said she。
The silver tongs dropped one； two； threeand a cherry tartlet。 〃I
don't know why you're giving me all these；〃 she said； and nearly smiled。
〃I shan't eat them； I couldn't！〃
I felt much more comfortable。 I sipped my tea； leaned back； and
even asked if I might smoke。 At that she paused； the fork in her hand；
opened her eyes； and really did smile。 〃Of course；〃 said she。 〃I always
expect people to。〃
But at that moment a tragedy happened to Hennie。 He speared his
pastry horn too hard； and it flew in two； and one half spilled on the table。
Ghastly affair！ He turned crimson。 Even his ears flared； and one
ashamed hand crept across the table to take what was left of the body
away。
〃You utter little beast！〃 said she。
Good heavens！ I had to fly to the rescue。 I cried hastily； 〃Will you
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be abroad long？〃
But she had already forgotten Hennie。 I was forgotten； too。 She
was trying to remember something。。。She was miles away。
〃Idon'tknow；〃 she said slowly； from that far place。
〃I suppose you prefer it to London。 It's moremore〃
When I didn't go on she came back and looked at me； very puzzled。
〃More？〃
〃Enfingayer；〃 I cried； waving my cigarette。
But that took a whole cake to consider。 Even then； 〃Oh well； that
depends！〃 was all she could safely say。
Hennie had finished。 He was still very warm。
I seized the butterfly list off the table。 〃I saywhat about an ice；
Hennie？ What about tangerine and ginger？ No； something cooler。
What about a fresh pineapple cream？〃
Hennie strongly approved。 The waitress had her eye on us。 The
order was taken when she looked up from her crumbs。
〃Did you say tangerine and ginger？ I like ginger。 You can bring me
one。〃 And then quickly； 〃I wish that orchestra wouldn't play things from
the year One。 We were dancing to that all last Christmas。 It's too
sickening！〃
But it was a charming air。 Now that I noticed it； it warmed me。
〃I think this is rather a nice place； don't you； Hennie？〃 I said。
Hennie said： 〃Ripping！〃 He meant to say it very low； but it came
out very high in a kind of squeak。
Nice？ This place？ Nice？ For the first time she stared about her；
trying to see what there was。。。She blinked； her lovely eyes wondered。 A
very good…looking elderly man stared back at her through a monocle on a
black ribbon。 But him she simply couldn't see。 There was a hole in the
air where he was。 She looked through and through him。
Finally the little flat spoons lay still on the glass plates。 Hennie
looked rather exhausted； but she pulled on her white gloves again。 She
had some trouble with her diamond wrist…watch； it got in her way。 She
tugged at ittried to break the stupid little thingit wouldn't break。
Finally； she had to drag her glove over。 I saw； after that； she couldn't
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stand this place a moment longer； and； indeed； she jumped up and turned
away while I went through the vulgar act of paying for the tea。
And then we were outside again。 It had grown dusky。 The sky was
sprinkled with small stars； the big lamps glowed。 While we waited for
the car to come up she stood on the step； just as before； twiddling her foot；
looking down。
Hennie