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characterised the after-war decade's climax. It has been a

pageant of contemporary affairs that has never ceased to

go on, the multi-coloured, inimitable essence of the time

which found its stage on the sophisticated ground of Regent

Street. For it was to the Circus and Quadrant that people

returned from the ends of the world, seeking there renewed

glimpses of the most vivid of life as it was being lived.

But in the tale of all the various characters and types

who have laughed or yarned or stormed or joked thereabout,

the pictorial cavalcade of the Cafe Royal can tell only about

the few which have been most obvious and easy to record.

They may be enough to show the rich pattern of genius and

jest which has gone to make the days of the Cafe Royal

memorable. Its enduring glory was consecrated by all the

practitioners of all the arts.

Was there a prank to play ? The Cafe Royal would be

the stage. If Aubrey Beardsley would parade his pet

skeleton, who played duets with him at the piano, it must

be there; did a young actress just back from Spain want

to try a new dance she could essay its steps on the table top

at the Cafe. The greatest talkers were habitues, and with

them bores were silent or found wit for the nonce. When

Wilde, Whistler, Frank Harris and G. B. Shaw crossed

verbal swords, when Yeats, Augustus John, Orpen and their

crowd sat round the Cafe tables the new century's art shaped

itself in the imaginations of the younger men.

And all the wit was not necessarily verbal, nor all the

talk about painting and poetry. Every genius has its own

ways of expression. Like the wronged young lady who

turned on the man in the case and showed her skill at fencing

with the end of her parasol, to be desperately warded off

with a walking cane. Or the two Oriental beauties who

arrived with serpents round their necks instead at the

conventional feather boas. All was not wild melodrama or