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They had ventured to the Left Bank for an evening at the Cafe Novgorod, the favorite of the more arty Americans. The cafe seemed to Sam less related to Paris than he was himself. The French street: bourgeois fathers strolling with their brood; dark-eyed men jesting with girls in red kerchiefs; an old woman crawling along muttering to herself. But here, in the Cafe Novgorod, under the awning, a bumble of American voices: "--get a little Citroen and tour Normandy--"
-"--a complete meal for six francs, with lovely roast beef, though prob'ly it's horse-meat--"