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It was like walking into another world, with its own atmosphere and season It was never too hot or cold in the bistro It was thefro, polished wooden bar "Back so soon? Did you s, Gabri," said Gamache "It would crush Olivier and Reine-Marie"

"Too true," laughed Gabri and co around from the bar he offered the Chief Inspector a licorice pipe "And I hear it’s always best to suppress emotions"

Gah he was s approval "Very Maigret"

"Merci The look I was going for"

"Not sitting outside?" asked Gabri, gesturing toward the terrasse, with its round tables and cheery u coffees, a few had apéritifs

"No, I’ for someone"

Armand Gamache pointed deeper into the bistro, to the table beside the fireplace Sitting co perfectly at ease and at hoallery owner

"I have a question for you first, though," said Gae?"

"In Montréal? Yes," laughed Gabri "He sure did He apologized"

"What did he say?"

"He said, and I quote, ‘I’ queer’ End quote" Gabri gave Ga look "I am one, you know"

"I’d heard the rumors But not nice to be called one"

Gabri shook his head "Not the first tiets old Always feels like a fresh wound"

The two uid, relaxed

"How do you feel about him now?" asked Gamache "Should I have his drink tested?"

Gabri smiled "Actually, I like hiize He getsher so badly"

So the gallery owner had been telling the truth, thought Gaht down here too Clara invited hiaze "I didn’t realize he stayed"

"He didn’t"