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If there's really anything serious behind all this, do you suppose it would be the truth?" "You're quite right, I suppose," Duncombe admitted, "but it seems beastly to be doing nothing." "Better be doing nothing than doing harm!" Spencer declared. "Look round the other cafés and the boulevards. And come here at eleven to-morrow morning. We'll breakfast together at Paillard's."
Augustus is furiously angry, too, when the Frenchmen look at me. I never thought I could even notice the gaze of strangers, but I am ashamed to say that last night it quite pleased me. We were dining at Paillard's, and two really nice-looking Frenchmen had the next table.
"Oh, I can see her fast enough my wife loves 'em," said their visitor, rising with a grin; while Ralph threw, out: "So don't waste your pity on me!" and Undine's laugh had the slight note of asperity that the mention of Clare always elicited. "To-morrow night, then, at Paillard's," Van Degen concluded. "And about the other business that's a go too? I leave it to you to settle the date."
She dined at Paillard's, sometimes at the Café de la Paix, rarely at Maxim's; skated at the Palais de Glace on the most respectable afternoons drank plain water rolled her own cigarettes and possessed a small jewel box full of emeralds, which she seldom wore. Voil
Think how glorious to have you ride in your automobile to the offices of your newspaper, to see you pass into the editor's sanctum instead of waiting outside, to have me call for you, perhaps, and take you out to lunch no, never at Drevel's any more at the Cafe de Paris, or Henry's, or Paillard's, or out in the Bois! And the excursions, dear Paul. Think of them!
Leave behind you Paillard's, vainglorious in its bastard salades Danicheff, its soufflés Javanaise; leave the blatant Boulevard des Italiens for the timid bistrop of Monsieur Delmas in the scrawny Rue Huygens, with its soupe aux legumes at twenty centimes the bowl, its cotelette de veau at fifty the plate. A queer oasis, this, with old Delmas's dog suffering from the St.
"But naturally, monsieur," Louis answered, accepting my unspoken invitation by keeping pace with me as we strolled towards the Boulevard. "Once every six weeks I come over here. I go to the Ritz, Paillard's, the Cafe de Paris, to the others also. It is an affair of business, of course. One must learn how the Frenchman eats and what he eats, that one may teach the art."
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