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Updated: June 28, 2025


In the same way we find men and women practising vivisection as senselessly as a humane butcher, who adores his fox terrier, will cut a calf's throat and hang it up by its heels to bleed slowly to death because it is the custom to eat veal and insist on its being white; or as a German purveyor nails a goose to a board and stuffs it with food because fashionable people eat pate de foie gras; or as the crew of a whaler breaks in on a colony of seals and clubs them to death in wholesale massacre because ladies want sealskin jackets; or as fanciers blind singing birds with hot needles, and mutilate the ears and tails of dogs and horses.

"My dear Mardocheus," I said when he came, "your daughter's appetite doubles mine, and I shall be much obliged if you will allow her to keep me company whenever we have foie gras." "It isn't to my profit to double your appetite, but if you like to pay double I shall have no objection." "Very good, that arrangement will suit me."

When the man arrived at the foot of the sharp ascent where he was to be relieved, Banks was finishing the piece of trail he had blazed and mushed diagonally up the slope to a rocky cleaver that stretched like a causeway from the timber to firm snow, but he returned with time to spare between the departure of the packer and the appearance of his party, to open the unwieldy load; from this he discarded two bottles of claret and another of port, with their wrappings of straw, a steamer-rug, some tins of pâté de foie gras and other sundries that made for weight, but which the capitalist had considered essential to the comfort and success of the expedition.

Lady Mickleham wore blue. The dog swallowed the pate with greediness. "It's so bad for him," sighed she; "but the dear likes it so much." "How human the creatures are," said I. "Do you know," pursued Lady Mickleham, "that the Dowager says I'm extravagant. She thinks dogs ought not to be fed on pate de foie gras."

"The best thing in the world," he cried, "and one gets it so seldom since the old Rocher de Cancale has lost its renown. At private houses, what does one get now? blanc de poulet, flavourless trash. After all, Gandrin, when we lose the love-letters, it is some consolation that laitances de carpes and sautes de foie gras are still left to fill up the void in our hearts.

"The best thing in the world," he cried, "and one gets it so seldom since the old Rocher de Cancale has lost its renown. At private houses, what does one get now? blanc de poulet, flavourless trash. After all, Gandrin, when we lose the love-letters, it is some consolation that laitances de carpes and sautes de foie gras are still left to fill up the void in our hearts.

The maid could not have praised her better if she had been paid to do so. In the morning Leah brought the chocolate and sat down on my bed, saying that we should have some fine foie gras, and that she should have all the better appetite for dinner as she had not taken any supper. "Why didn't you take any supper?"

"It is easy to lose yourself," said Paul; "besides" and the two friends watched the Frenchman's face closely "besides, the country is disturbed at present." De Chauxville was helping himself daintily to pâté de foie gras. "Ah, indeed! Is that so?" he answered. "But they would not hurt me a stranger in the land." "And an orphan, too, I have no doubt," added Steinmetz, with a laugh.

When the foie gras was finished she got up, but I stopped her, for the dinner was only half over. "I will stay then," said she, "but I am afraid my father will object." "Very good. Call your master," I said to the maid who came in at that moment, "I have a word to speak to him."

At the eastern end the figures upholding three fancy molds of jellied pate de foie gras were white swans, with outspread wings, under the shelter of which rested a brood of snowy young ones.

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