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Galmier and the disturbed central trophy of dessert, and scattered glasses and nut-shells and cigarette-ends and menu-cards used for memoranda.
The marriage had taken place at St. Galmier. "Yes, my dear Mouillard," he added, as if pointing a moral, "thirty years ago last May I became a happy man; when do you think of following my example?" At this point, Jupille suddenly found himself one too many, and vanished down the corkscrew stair. "We once spoke of an heiress at Bourges," M. Flamaran went on. "Apparently that's all off?"
The marriage had taken place at St. Galmier. "Yes, my dear Mouillard," he added, as if pointing a moral, "thirty years ago last May I became a happy man; when do you think of following my example?" At this point, Jupille suddenly found himself one too many, and vanished down the corkscrew stair. "We once spoke of an heiress at Bourges," M. Flamaran went on. "Apparently that's all off?"
Galmier, and the Perrier of other civilizations, to be had for the asking, at rather greater cost than the good native wines, often included in the inclusive rate. Besides this convention of the French cuisine there is almost everywhere a convention of the English language in some one of the waiters. You must not stray far from the beaten path of your immediate wants, but in this you are safe.
The marriage had taken place at St. Galmier. "Yes, my dear Mouillard," he added, as if pointing a moral, "thirty years ago last May I became a happy man; when do you think of following my example?" At this point, Jupille suddenly found himself one too many, and vanished down the corkscrew stair. "We once spoke of an heiress at Bourges," M. Flamaran went on. "Apparently that's all off?"
Duquesnois had been recalled to the front suddenly her husband would be back on the morrow . Might she stay and have some St. Galmier water with me could we ring the bell and order it, so that the waiter might see her there? because if the husband asked anything he could be sure it was only the much wounded Englishman, and he would not mind !! I was sympathetic! the St. Galmier came.
"Father would be tickled to death. I shall insist on paying for everything, of course, and my responsibility ends there. No, thank you " this to Medenham who was offering her a glass of wine. "I drink water only. Have you any?" Mrs. Devar took the wine, and Medenham fished in the basket for the St. Galmier, since Lady St. Maur cultivated gout with her biliousness.
"Come on, then," he said, getting up. "I'd like a decent meal." I let him take me to a restaurant of his choice, but on the way I bought a paper. When we had ordered our dinner, I propped it against a bottle of St. Galmier and began to read. We ate in silence. I felt him looking at me now and again, but I took no notice. I meant to force him to conversation.
It was inviting, secluded, an upholstered backwash in the stream of fashion; so he sat there, nearly stunned a waiter by asking for a glass of water, and composed himself to read his letters. The waiter hesitated. He was a Frenchman, and feared he had not heard aright. "What sort of water, sir," he asked, "Vichy, St. Galmier, Apollinaris?" Spencer looked up. He thought the man had gone.
He might have been struck dumb. I do not know what came over me; I took him by the shoulders and shook him. Looking back, I am vexed that I made such a fool of myself; I suppose the last restless nights had shaken my nerves more than I knew. "Let me sit down," he gasped at length. I filled a glass with St. Galmier, and gave it to him to drink. I held it to his mouth as though he were a child.
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