“Neither have je ,” I said, and climbed in.

Thursday, September 13. Paris.

Up early and to the garage. Delivered the tools. “ Vous had better buy a tire pump,” said my adviser.

“ Je suppose,” said I, “that I’ll have to get an order for one from Papa Joffre.”

“No,” he said. “That’s une chose vous can buy sans an order.”

“ Voulez-vous get to work on the car right away?”