A Parisian Romance — page 62: what you’re looking at

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A PARISIAN ROMANCE, 53 martin, “that you intend to leave Paris, as they Say ?” ; “Oh! no!” exclaimed Madame Charteris and Madame de Luce in concert. “Oh! no! no! Signor Juliani!” “T regret to say, ladies,” replied the tenor, “that such is my ultimate intention.” “But that is too bad, quite too bad!” pouted Madame de Luce. “Tt is frightful, frightful!” said Madame Char- teris. “You are a~horrid man! Monsieur Vau- martin!” Then, as that gentleman did not seem to hear her, “Monsieur Vaumartin!” she repeated, “will you give me your arm to the supper-room ?” Not overdelighted, Vaumartin started to obey her request, and, as he passed the baron, he whispered in disgust: “That is the fifteenth woman I have taken into supper this evening.” “You are so amiable and so handsome,” mur- mured the baron, hypocritically. At this moment, the strains of a waltz floated in from the salon, and Marcelle said to Tirandel, who had been standing a little apart from the rest, gloomy and silent. | “Don’t you dance, Monsieur Tirandel ” The youth of two-and-twenty, who was convinced that he had exhausted all the world had to offer, replied sadly: “No, madam.” Gomichbooksico iin