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On the one hand, there's the Metro; on the other, there's the flic; while here, you must admit, am I, as large as life and very much on the job! ... And inasmuch as I shall certainly mention my suspicions to the minion of the law as aforesaid I'd advise you to be well out of Paris before dawn!"
I left Ealing about midnight more or less, got sandwiched in the Metro with a Brigadier-General and his blooming wife and daughters, and had to wait God knows how long for the R.T.O. If I couldn't get a seat and a break after that, I'd be a casualty, sure thing." "It's your own fault for going home last night," observed the Major judiciously. It was some do, I can tell you. And afterwards..."
"Paris," I answered, walking carefully on his feet as I made my baggage-laden way out of the compartment. It was Paris. My guards hurried me through the station. He said that it was too early for the metro, it was closed. We should take a car. It would bring us to the other station from which our next train left. We should hurry. We emerged from the station and its crowds of crazy men.
You see yonder the entrance to the Metro don't you? And here, a dozen feet away, a perfectly able-bodied sergent de ville? Let this fateful conjunction impress you properly: for five minutes after you have descended to the Metro or as soon as the noise of a train advises me you've had one chance to get away I shall mention casually to the sergo that I have seen Captain Ek "
Olivier caught him up on the stairs. He would not leave Christophe to go alone. There were very few people in the streets. A few little work-girls wearing sprays of lily-of-the-valley. Working-people in their Sunday clothes were walking about rather listlessly. At the street corners, and near the Metro stations were groups of policemen in plain clothes. The gates of the Luxembourg were closed.
METRO: You have as hard a time as I do, Koritto, dear day and night these low servants make me gnash my teeth and bark like a dog, just like they do you. KORITTO: Metro, where did you see that? METRO: Why Nossis, the daughter of Erinna, had it three days ago. Oh but it was a beauty! KORITTO: So Nossis had it, did she? Where did she get it, I wonder?
METRO: I'm afraid you'll say something if I tell you. KORITTO: My dear Metro, if anybody hears anything you tell me, from Koritto's mouth, I hope I go blind. METRO: It was given to her by Eubole of Bitas, and she cautioned her not to let a soul hear of it.
"Still living on the Boulevard Saint-Germain?" She nodded. "Number forty-three?" He was glad he was able to remember that number. "Number sixty-four," she corrected. They had been moving toward the Metro station, and here she paused. "There is no need for you to come with me," she said. "But I'd like to have you drop in for tea some afternoon if you have time."
KORITTO: That woman will be my undoing, one of these days; I yielded to her importunity and gave it to her before I had used it myself, Metro dear, but to her it was a godsend , now she takes it and gives it to some one who ought not to have it. I bid a long farewell to such a friend as she; let her look out for another friend instead of me. As for Nossis, Adrasteia forgive me.
KORITTO: What didn't I do, Metro dear'? And what didn't I do to persuade him'? I kissed him, I patted his bald head, I poured out some sweet wine for him to drink, I fondled him, the only thing I didn't do was to give him my body. METRO: But you should have given him that too, if he asked it.
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