Then the babble broke out about us.
"Thank you a thousand times, chère Madame——"
"Delicieuse——"
"Merci, M'sieu' Air-r-r-rd——"
"Better have the rug round you——"
"Where's Jennie? Ah, here she is——"
"À demain, à onze heures——"
"Good-bye——"
"Good-bye, Sair-r-r George——"
But I still saw that face haunting the transparent gloom. A béret cap had surmounted it, a blouse en grosse toile had clothed the shoulders below. Monsieur Arnaud, if it was he, was dressed as an ouvrier or a sailor dresses.