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Let me tell you they've got the Marigny or the Ambassadeurs or the Jardin de Paris beaten to a pulp to a pulp! And after the show we'd slip round to the stage-door you bet we would! and capture the two most beautiful ladies in the world and take 'em off to supper." He wrinkled his young brow in great perplexity. "Now I wonder," said he, anxiously "I wonder where we'd go for supper.
They sat next each other at dinner, as usual; and here, as all eyes were upon them, they both made a great struggle to behave in their accustomed way. But even in this they failed. All the world of the Hotel des Ambassadeurs knew that M. Lacordaire had gone forth to make an offer to Mrs. Thompson, and all that world, therefore, was full of speculation. But all the world could make nothing of it.
"There is no place in Paris where you get a better petite marmite than the Ambassadeurs. I have ordered, you see, filets de volaille, pointes d'asperges. The filets de volaille are the backs of the chickens, the tit-bits; the rest the legs and the wings go to make the stock; that is why the marmite is so good. Timbale de homard
Philippe de Commynes, writing of his entry into Venice in 1495, says, "Chascun me feit seoir au meillieu de ces deux ambassadeurs qui est l'honneur d'Italie que d'estre au meillieu; et me menerent au long de la grant rue, qu'ilz appellent le Canal Grant, et est bien large.
In the Place d'Armes the crush of coaches was so great that the American Minister's carriage could move but slowly from that point into the Cour Royale, and 'twas with much difficulty that Mr. Jefferson and Calvert, finally alighting, forced a passage through the crowd for Madame de St. André. At the foot of the great Escalier des Ambassadeurs they found Madame de Tessé and Mr.
And Flora, having followed her young mistress in with the carriage-cloak, giggled into her hand as at a royal jest and said yas'm, it certny was.... In holiday vein the trio departed from the suite, dropped sixteen stories in the lift, and presently came by taxicab to the Café des Ambassadeurs, where had taken place the memorable dinner for two, just two months ago to a night....
And can you rub the white cold off the panes and look out across the Atlantic to a warmer land and see again the Gardens of the Tuileries sleeping in the moon glow and Sacré Coeur sentinelled against the springtime sky and the tables of the cafés along the Grand Boulevards agog and a-glitter and the green-yellow lights of the Ambassadeurs tucked away in the trees and the al fresco amours at Fouquet's and the gay crowds on the Avenue de l'Opéra and the massive splendour of Notre Dame blessing the night with its towered hands and girls shooting ebony arrows from the bows of ebony eyes?
The waiters at the first-class hotels recommended the Cafe of the Ambassadeurs, and stepped round to the manager's office at the time of the New Year to mention the fact. Sir John Pleydell had been rather nonplussed by his encounter with Conyngham, and, being a man of the world as well as a lawyer, sat down, as it were, to think.
"Was she very much grieved?" he asked again. "Yes, very much, very much, but you know that the grief of eighteen years does not last long." After a silence Guilleroy resumed: "Where shall we dine, my dear fellow? I need to be cheered up, to hear some noise and see some movement." "Well, at this season, it seems to me that the Cafe des Ambassadeurs is the right place."
Communiqué aux Ambassadeurs en Angleterre, Autriche-Hongrie, Italie, Allemagne. No. 59. Le Chargé d'Affaires en Serbie au Ministre des Affaires Etrangères. Nich, le 17/30 Juillet 1914.