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ON my third day at the hotel the _chef du personnel_, who had generally spoken to me in quite a pleasant tone, called me up and said sharply: 'Here, you, shave that moustache off at once! _Nom de Dieu_, who ever heard of a _plongeur_ with a moustache?'
I began to protest, but he cut me short. 'A _plongeur_ with a moustache --nonsense! Take care I don't see you with it tomorrow.'