 
 <prompt> ```CHAPTER II 

FOR CAFÉ MONTMARTRE 

Exactly one week later, five minutes after midnight, Guy Poynton, wey wear evening dress, enta Café Montmartre for Paris. E waka pass the different men and women wey dey drink for bar, pass the orchestra wey wear red coat, enta inside room, where dem don lay table for supper. Monsieur Albert, wey dey happy with how im new customer look, carry am go small table, show am wine menu, call waiter. E hard small for am, as im French no too good like im German, e order supper, come light cigarette, lean for wall, look around to see if e fit see any English or Americans. 

The room no full well well, because the time still early small for that part of Paris. But e quick notice say the atmosphere get small Bohemian spirit wey e like. Everybody dey talk to their neighbor. One American from the other side of the room raise im glass, drink to im health. One fine fair-haired girl bend from her table, smile for am. 

"Monsieur like make we gist, abi?" 

"English?" e ask. 

"No. From Vienna!" 

E shake im head with smile. 

"We no go fit flow," e talk. "I no sabi the language." 

She raise her eyebrows with small protest, but e look away, open one illustrated paper wey dey by im side. E dey turn the pages slowly at first, but suddenly e stop. E whistle softly to himself, look the two pictures wey full the sheet.``` <response>: 1. Café Montmartre
2. crowd
3. moderately
4. Bohemianism
5. Paris
6. A girl
7. no
8. speaking the language
9. men and women
10. I no fit speak the language 