Ever since the young police officer had arrived on her doorstep the clock had started ticking faster. He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing on to the tablecloth. Many’s the young ’un I’ve seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty wench. Let us have no more of this humbug. ” They entered the place, a pleasant little café of the sort to be met with in the outlying parts of Paris.
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