FRANCE: End of an Adventurer

Between the Louvre and the Place de la Republique lie the great grimy sheds of the Halles Centrales, the central markets of Paris. Tourists returning from the theatres pass long lines of high-wheeled wagons, piled high with cabbages. Few ever notice the long rows of stalls outside the market where weary camelots sell rubber dolls, postcards, hair oil, lace doilies, patent corkscrews.

In one of these booths until last week a plump, spectacled little Spanish woman, Senora Condeleria Brau-Soler, shrilly hawked beauty creams that she stirred up herself in a hotel room not...

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