Strangers in Paris 1: The arrival: What, no room!... -Not even for your hat-box... -What about in the sitting-room? -Twenty one Englishmen are in there... -In the attic?... -I've put eleven Savoyards in there... -In the celler?... -Fifteen Polish people have set up home... -Oh! hang it...oh! damnation... oh! Good God!...are we going to spend the night by the side of a milestone?... -That's what you'd better do, because then the night patrol will get you out of trouble quickly by taking you to sleep at the Prefecture of Police's office, Saint Martin cell!... specially reserved for the homeless and poodles without papers!..