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At eight they leave the trenches along the Aisne and by noon arrive at Maxim's, Voisin's, or La Rue's. Seldom does warfare present a sharper contrast.
I was tired with thinking and planning and loss of sleep, and that night I led Lossing away, an easy captive, to the gondola station by the Art Gallery. He had been in low spirits all day, and had not presented himself at Washington Avenue since I had told him of Voisin's visit there, which I did, word for word, just as Miss Ross had related it to me, and with a purpose.
M. Lantin replied, seriously: "It is only another way of investing one's money." That day he lunched at Voisin's and drank wine worth twenty francs a bottle. Then he hired a carriage and made a tour of the Bois, and as he scanned the various turn-outs with a contemptuous air he could hardly refrain from crying out to the occupants: "I, too, am rich! I am worth two hundred thousand francs."
We had reached the south corner where Voisin had turned east, and Lossing was walking briskly. At the corner he turned to me and proposed taking the longest route home by going over to Madison Avenue. In fact, he felt like walking, he said. It was this queer route that set me to telling him about Voisin's promenade, and I wound up by wondering if you would take a new route, too.
To have so much to show before the footlights and yet to have so much left when you came off that was really wonderful. Mademoiselle Voisin's eyes, as one looked into them, were still more agreeable than the distant spectator would have supposed; and there was in her appearance an extreme finish which instantly suggested to Miriam that she herself, in comparison, was big and rough and coarse.
Monsieur Lantin replied, seriously: "It is only another way of investing one's money." That day he lunched at Voisin's, and drank wine worth twenty francs a bottle. Then he hired a carriage and made a tour of the Bois. He gazed at the various turnouts with a kind of disdain, and could hardly refrain from crying out to the occupants: "I, too, am rich! I am worth two hundred thousand francs."
That night Peggy had excused herself to her mother, saying that she was going out to Neuilly to dine with an old schoolfellow a little matter she had arranged with the latter but instead, she had met Charlie at Voisin's, and they had been to the theater together.
"How do you mean?" asked Clay, smiling "that I don't use the wrong forks?" "No," laughed King, "but you told us that this was your first visit East, and yet you're talking about England and Vienna and Voisin's. How is it you've been there, while you have never been in New York?" "Well, that's partly due to accident and partly to design," Clay answered.
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