Chapter 18: XVII

XVII Outside the Bar Milano I found Bill and Mike and Edna. Edna was the girl’s name. “We’ve been thrown out,” Edna said. “By the police,” said Mike. “There’s some people in there that don’t like me.” “I’ve kept them out of four fights,” Edna said. “You’ve got to help me.” Bill’s face was red. “Come back in, Edna,” he said. “Go on in there and dance with Mike.” “It’s silly,” Edna said. “There’ll just be another row.” “Damned Biarritz swine,” Bill said. “Come on,” Mike …