midnight
he inquired of Janiaud . Janiaud blew smoke rings . `` It is the rule . During the evening the bock-drinker is welcomed here as elsewhere ; but at midnight -- well , you will see what you will see ! '' And we saw very soon . The bourgeoisie of Montmartre had straggled out while we talked , and in a little while the restaurant was crowded with a rackety crew who had driven up in cabs . Everybody but ourselves was in evening-dress .