Re: At the Cafe
The cabbie is a young man, barely out of his teens. "There was a great awful gun battle here a week ago. Some people were killed, and the Germans are madder than wet hens. The army is out on maneuvers, so it's up to the police to watch things here in the city."
"You have much information, young sir," Louis observes.
The cabbie shrugs. "People talk, m'lady."
"Indeed they do," she says wryly.