The Man who Understood Women Author:Leonard Merrick Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: Ill LITTLE-FLOWER-OF-THE-WOOD Janiaud used to lie abed all day and drink absinthe all night. When he contrived to write his poetry is a mystery. But he did... more » write it, and he might have written other things, too, if he had had the will. It was once suggested that his paramount duty was to publish a history of modern Paris, for the man was an Encyclopaedia of unsuspected facts. Since he can never publish it now, however, I am free to tell the story of the Loup Blanc as he told it to an English editor and me one night on the terrace of the Loup Blanc itself. It befell thus: When we entered that shabby little Montmartre restaurant, Janiaud chanced to be seated at a table in a corner of the ground-floor room, sipping his favourite stimulant. He was deplorably dirty, and resembled a scarecrow, and the English editor looked nervous when I offered an introduction. Still, Janiaud was Janiaud! The offer was accepted, and Janiaud discoursed in his native tongue. At midnight the Editor ordered supper. Being unfamiliar with the Loup Blanc in those days, I saidthat I would drink beer. Janiaud smiled sardonically, and the waiter surprised us with the information that beer could not be supplied. "What?" "After midnight, nothing but champagne," he answered. "Really? Well, let us go somewhere else," I proposed. But the Editor would not hear of that. He had a princely soul, and, besides, he was "doing Paris." "All the same, what does it mean?" he inquired of Janiaud. Janiaud blew smoke rings. "It is the rule. During the evening the bock drinker is welcomed here as elsewhere; but at midnight—well, you will see what you will see !" And we saw very soon. The bourgeoisie of Montmartre had straggled out while we talked, and in a little while the restaurant was crowded with...« less