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They passed into a swing-door which confined them in little glass compartments and shot them out into a shining corridor. At the end of this the painter looked at Noel and seemed to hesitate, then he turned off from the room they were about to enter into a room on the right. It was large, full of gilt and plush and marble tables, where couples were seated; young men in khaki and older men in plain clothes, together or with young women. At these last Noel looked, face after face, while they were passing down a long way to an empty table. She saw that some were pretty, and some only trying to be, that nearly all were powdered and had their eyes darkened and their lips reddened, till she felt her own face to be dreadfully ungarnished. Up in a gallery a small band was playing an attractive jingling hollow little tune; and the buzz of talk and laughter was almost deafening.
`What will you have, mademoiselle?' said the painter. `It is just nine o'clock; we must order quickly.'
`May I have one of those green things?'
`Deux cremes de menthe,' said Lavendie to the waiter.
Noel was too absorbed to see the queer, bitter little smile hovering about his face. She was busy looking at the faces of women whose eyes, furtively cold and inquiring, were fixed on her; and at the faces of men with eyes that were furtively warm and wondering.
`I wonder if Daddy was ever in a place like this?' she said, putting the glass of green stuff to her lips. `Is it nice? It smells of peppermint.'
`A beautiful colour. Good luck, mademoiselle!' and he chinked his glass with hers.
Noel sipped, held it away, and sipped again.
`It's nice; but awfully sticky. May I have a cigarette?'
'Des cigarettes,' said Lavendie to the waiter, `et deux cafes noirs. Now, mademoiselle,' he murmured when they were brought, `if we imagine that we have drunk a bottle

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