...An Englishman threw him a piastre, and he turned into a cafe... 
Various 「Stories by English Authors: Africa」
...The piastre he played with became gold, and he felt the cafe contained no luxuries that he might not command to be brought before him...
Various 「Stories by English Authors: Africa」
...He scowled savagely at the inmates of the cafe, who only smiled quietly, for they were used to poor Greeks who had drunk away their last coin, and pushed past them into the street...
Various 「Stories by English Authors: Africa」
... Against his will Gregorio entered her cafe and smiled, but his smile was sour and malevolent...
Various 「Stories by English Authors: Africa」
... “Yes, that’s true, but you won’t pay off your debts by tramping the streets, and your little cafe at Benhur will be a long time building, I fancy...
Various 「Stories by English Authors: Africa」
... Toward the evening of a day a fortnight later, Gregorio found himself seated in Madam Marx’s cafe, idly watching the passers-by...
Various 「Stories by English Authors: Africa」
...One I eat in my cafe noir; one Ipresent to mon cher vieux, ce bon Mahan; one I keep for the grand dogwhat save us all that day...
Albert Payson Terhune 「Bruce」
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