Transcriber's Notes:
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(Cecil H. Green Library: Stanford University Libraries)
The doors of the Taverne Gabrielle, in the Rue des Franc Bourgeois inthe Marais, stood open to all passers-by, and also to the cool windblowing from the south-east. This evening, perhaps because it wassummer-time, and perhaps, also, because it was supper-time for all inParis from his Splendid Majesty down to the lowest who had any supperto eat, the appropriately named tavern--since directly opposite to itwas the hôtel which Henri IV. had built for the fair Gabrielled'Estrées--was not so full as it would be later on.
Indeed, it was by no means full, and the landlord, with his family,was occupying the time during which he scarcely e