In the joy of an old man's heart he had already that afternoon told the truth to each and every man separately, as a secret too deep for them to reveal, but too sweet for him to keep.

The Major and Pauline were man and wife.
The last laugh that was ever heard in the Cafe des Exiles sounded softly through the room.
"Lads," said the Irishman.

"Fill yer dlasses.

Here's to the Cafe des Exiles, God bless her!" And the meeting slowly adjourned.
Two days later, signs and rumors of sickness began to find place about the Cafe des Refugies, and the Mexican physician made three calls in one day.

It was said by the people around that the tall Cuban gentleman named Benito was very sick in one of the back rooms.