1/4 We have eaten our last bif-teck _aux pommes frites_, and drank our last cup of coffee in the Saxe. I have had my last look at the familiar square, at the great dome of the Frauen Kirchen, at the high houses with their dormer-windows, at the ugly big statue standing with its stiff black back rudely turned to the hotel, at the piled hay-carts. Our faces are set Barbara-ward, Bobby-ward, jackdaw-ward. |