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Fisher, but a girl that most men would have given their boots to get such a look from. "Out of spirits? Why on earth should you ever be out of spirits? Is your last box of Doucet dresses a failure, or did Judy rook you out of everything at bridge last night?" Lily shook her head with a sigh. "I have had to give up Doucet; and bridge too I can't afford it.
My dear, I am continually amazed at the way people are living whose incomes I know to the last sou. What an example for Jacqueline! Extravagance, fast living, elegant self-indulgence.... Did you observe the Baronne's gown? of rough woolen stuff. She told some one it was the last creation of Doucet, and you know what that implies!
She had discovered a little French dressmaker, whose husband had deserted her, leaving her with two small children to feed and educate, and to this humble, un-famous plier of the needle she entrusted her wardrobe with entirely successful results. Worth, Paquin, Doucet and other loudly advertised personages were all quoted as "creators" of her gowns, whereat she was amused.
Martine Doucet bounced up from her chair, and let fall her knitting. "Me me!" she cried, "ME go to Rome! Never! Wild horses will not drag me there, nor shall you take my Fabien either! What should I do in Rome?"
"Phylloxera pest has got into the conservatories?" "Nothing can stop it, Doucet told me. So he didn't want me to leave last evening until he had washed the grapes. Unfortunately, I was pressed for time and I took them as they were, without any idea that the mixture they spray on the grapes to protect them was so deadly. It appears that in the vineyard country they have such accidents every year.
Yonder stand a group of Academicians Legouvé, Doucet, Dumas in earnest conversation with Édouard Thierry, the librarian of the Arsénal. The handsome, delicate, aristocratic-looking gentleman who joins the group is M. Perrin, the director of the Comédie Française, the most accomplished and intelligent theatrical manager in France.
I began to grind my teeth, and only the remembrance of my promise to Camille Doucet prevented me from going away. Finally Duquesnel appeared and took me across to the manager's office. "You will now see the other ogre," he said, and I pictured to myself the other ogre as charming as his partner. I was therefore greatly disappointed on seeing a very ugly little man, whom I recognised as Chilly.
To-morrow!" "Without waiting to hear Melba?" "Yes to-morrow!" "Or Sarah Bernhardt in Sardou's new play?" "To-morrow! To-morrow morning, early! What is anything compared with your getting well?" "And your new summer costume that Doucet has not finished? How about that?" Marcello laughed gaily and emptied his glass. But Regina rose and knelt down beside him, laying her hands on his.
My dear, I am continually amazed at the way people are living whose incomes I know to the last sou. What an example for Jacqueline! Extravagance, fast living, elegant self-indulgence.... Did you observe the Baronne's gown? of rough woolen stuff. She told some one it was the last creation of Doucet, and you know what that implies!
Camille Doucet received me with a beaming expression on his face. "It's settled," he said. "Oh, but it has not been easy, though," he added. "You are very young, but very celebrated already for your headstrong character. But I have pledged my word that you will be as gentle as a young lamb." "Yes, I will be gentle, I promise," I replied, "if only out of gratitude. But what am I to do?"
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