Just above the doorway, which opened spang onto the broadway of Datura, a grinning face peered down upon the visitors, its eyes ruby-colored glass.
‘No, no. No sugar, thank you,’ said Smiley with a confessive grin.
The old beggar ran up and down in his tattered toga, acting as both boots [translating Hausknecht] and waiter.
`One might think from the look of you that you had been having a night of it.' I only groaned by way of answer. I had, indeed, been having a night of it, such as I hope never to have again.
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