i led the way to a table in the farthest corner from the door , ordered the famous cafe au lait for both of us , and sat there in rigid silence , faintly distracted by the stickiness of the little table , and grimly fascinated by him , as he shivered , unwound his red scarf anxiously , then put it on again , and finally pulled off his fine leather gloves , and stuffed them in his pockets , and then took them out again , and put on one of them , and laid the other one on the table and then snatched it up again , and put it on as well .