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He had made for himself a sort of artistic shorthand, which enabled him to convey his superabundant ideas quickly and certainly to his public, but his drawing is what is called mannered in the extreme. It is not representation of nature at all, but pure formula and chic. He is said to be a master of drapery, but he never drew a single fold correctly.
And then M. Malfait led them proudly into the dining-room, with its one long table, running down the middle, on which at intervals were set dessert dishes filled with the nuts, grapes, and oranges of which Sylvia had already become so weary at the Hôtel de l'Horloge. "My clientèle," said M. Malfait gravely, "is very select and chic.
Coldfield had given me a guaranty before I addressed you, so the adventure was only a make-believe one after all." There never was a girl quite like this one. He purloined a sidelong glance at her which embraced her wholly, from the chic gray cap on the top of her shapely head to the sensible little boots on her feet.
At any rate, it is very chic; it gives a man standing in Seville, which disputes with Madrid the primacy in bull-feasting. If the national capital has bull-feasting every Sunday of the year, all the famous torreros come from Andalusia, with the bulls, their brave antagonists, and in the great provincial capital there are bull-feasts of insurpassable, if not incomparable, splendor.
Then came Frenchmen and Italians, full of grace, politeness, and CHIC themselves elegantly dressed, and their animals decorated to the horns with flowers and coloured ribbons harmoniously blended. And last of all came the exhibitor who was to receive the first prize a slouching man, plainly dressed, with a pair of farmer's gaiters on, and without even a flower in his buttonhole.
She isn't really anything out of the way, as a pretty woman; but I've made her well, you'll see it at some exhibition this winter, if you care to. Pleased? Isn't she pleased! And her husband, the podgy old millionaire baronet, used to come every day and stare in delight. To tell you the truth, I think it's rather a remarkable bit of painting. I didn't quite know I could turn out anything so chic.
As she drove from her hotel to the wholesale district, and from the wholesale district to her hotel, there had flashed across her consciousness the picture of the chic little modistes' models and ouvrières slipping out at noon to meet their lovers on the corner, to sit over their sirop or wine at some little near-by café, hands clasped, eyes glowing.
"Oh, awfully!" "I always think it's so awkward for the man waiting up there for the bride to come." "Yes," murmured Shelton. "Don't you think it's smart, the bridesmaids having no hats?" Shelton had not noticed this improvement, but he agreed. "That was my idea; I think it 's very chic. They 've had fifteen tea-sets-so dull, is n't it?" "By Jove!" Shelton hastened to remark.
Remembering that I had, when I first mentioned the object of my quest to him, referred to her as a relative, I nodded. He smiled and shrugged. "A relative of Monsieur's would scarcely be found singing at L'Abbaye," he said. "But it is a most interesting place, entertaining and chic. Many English and American gentlemen sup there after the theater."
That she was closely connected with the deep-laid schemes of Rudolph Rayne was more than ever apparent. But why, I wondered, was Lola so palpably beneath her influence? My companion was about thirty-eight, though she looked younger, with handsome, well-cut features, and possessing the chic of a woman who had traveled much and who knew how to wear her clothes.
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