In the autumn of 1903 I used to dine frequently in a restaurant in the Rue de Clichy Paris Here were among others two waitresses that attracted my attention One was a beautiful pale young girl to whom I never spoke for she was employed far away from the table which I affected The other a stout middle-aged managing Breton woman had sole command over my table and me and gradually she began to assume such a maternal tone towards me that I saw I shou...