On the way home I noticed a cab-driver crowd gathered in front of P. J. Clark's saloon, apparently attracted there by a happy group of whiskey-eyed Australian army officers baritoning 'Waltzing Matilda'. As they sang they took turns spin-dancing a girl over the cobbles under the El; and the girl, Miss Golightly, to be sure, floated round in their arms light as a scarf. p. 19-20, Penguin edition 2008
Image from this listserve post commemorating
WWI on Armistace/Remembrance Day 2008.
It's not quite faithful to the period of the book, since that
is set in the '40s, but Google wasn't being very
helpful today.
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