"We'll go into Floka's first," he remarked, as the boat bumped the marble steps between the kiosks of the Place.
"Command"
William McFee
The wits giggled over their jokes; and when the kiosks and bare walls were covered by placards bearing the names of "Illowski-'Nietzsche,'" with a threatening sword beneath them, the excitement became real.
"Melomaniacs"
James Huneker
The pretty Maltese girls, with dark, brilliant, beseeching eyes, who preside in these kiosks, are natural coquettes.
"The Story of Malta"
Maturin M. Ballou