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Show Her Souvenir. "Why did you hurry so?"-he asked her when he had finally caught up with her at the foot of the stairs of the cafe. "Do you remember how the waiter prepared to put a clean tablecloth on our table for fresh guests," she asked, "before we got through listesing to the music?" "Yes," he said. "Well, then, here," she said, and showed him a large white tablecloth that had been hidden under her coat. "This is it. He laid it on the window sill. Serves him right" He gazed upon it in amazement "Why didn't you let me know?" he queried, "and I might have taken the table and walked out with that." |