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In the "hall" he would encounter a rickety hat-stand faced by an ancient print entitled "Idle Hours," and depicting two ladies, reclining on rocks, attired in tremendous skirts, tight jackets, and diminutive straw hats perched between their forehead and chignons in the middle distance a fat urchin, all hat and frills, staring stupidly at the ocean.
The atmosphere, the dawning day, the infantine grace of these little girls in their long frocks and shiny chignons, all is redundant with freshness and youth. The flowers and grasses on which we tread sparkle with dewdrops, exhaling a perfume of freshness. What undying beauty there is, even in Japan, in the first fresh morning hours in the country, and the dawning hours of life!
We have come at the wrong moment; there is a file of people at the door. Long rows of djins' cars are stationed there, awaiting the customers they have brought, who will all have their turn before us. The runners, naked and tattooed, their hair carefully combed in sleek bands and shiny chignons, are chatting, smoking little pipes, or bathing their muscular legs in the fresh water of the torrent.
Madame Well, to return to the perpetual Adoration, Louise confided to me, under the pledge of secrecy, that she was like me. Monsieur Like you? What do you mean? Madame Like me; that is plain enough. Monsieur You are talking nonsense, my little angel, follies as great as your chignon. You women will end by putting pillows into your chignons.
He shrugged his shoulders with a Quien sabe? indicating a doubt as profound as if I had asked him whether chignons were worn in the moon. He had never thought of anything inside. There was no wine nor pretty girls there. Why should one want to go in? We entered the cool vestibule, and were ascending the stairs to the first court, when a porter came out of his lodge and inquired our errand.
Madame Well, to return to the perpetual Adoration, Louise confided to me, under the pledge of secrecy, that she was like me. Monsieur Like you? What do you mean? Madame Like me; that is plain enough. Monsieur You are talking nonsense, my little angel, follies as great as your chignon. You women will end by putting pillows into your chignons.
She saw Boye Mayer retiring in majestic indignation and not coming back, leaving her at this first real blossoming of their friendship because Lorry had ideas that the rest of the world had abandoned with hoop skirts and chignons. "Why, why," she stammered, alarm pushing her to the recklessness of the desperate, "couldn't we go and not tell her?
I must see, try and find out exactly who is this Costeclar: the deuse take him!" He started out the same day, and had not far to go. M. Costeclar was one of those personalities which only bloom in Paris, and are only met in Paris, the same as cab-horses, and young ladies with yellow chignons. He knew everybody, and everybody knew him.
Fashion might turn her attention to the back of the head, and forthwith waterfalls and chignons would appear at her behest, but Sibyl, while congratulating her friends upon the wonders they achieved, would still wind her thick golden braids in a classical coil, so that her head in profile brought up to the beholder's mind a vision of an antique statue.
While her friends Oyouki-San, Madame Touki, and others, delight in gay-striped stuffs, and thrust gorgeous ornaments in their chignons, she always wears navy-blue or neutral gray, fastened round her waist with great black sashes brocaded in tender shades, and she puts nothing in her hair but amber-colored tortoiseshell pins.
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