The tables had to be set up, the buffet spread, the tablecloths laid out in the right places. Other cars arrived, some shiny and new, others antique, even a break pulled by two horses. The young people immediately started laying out dishes. The older people sat against tarpaulin-wrapped tree trunks, or on folding chairs. Andrée smiled and curtsied at them; the older men particularly liked her, and she had long talks with them. In between conversations, she relieved Malou and Guite, who were turning the crank on a complicated machine that turned cream into ice cream. I helped them as well.
Bresson
