He said: "Would you like to go to Pere Lathuile's?"

"Oh, no, it is too swell. I should like something funny, out of the way!

a restaurant that shopmen and work-girls go to. I adore dining at a

country inn. Oh! if we only had been able to go into the country."

As he knew nothing of the kind in the neighborhood, they wandered along

the boulevard, and ended by going into a wine-shop where there was a

dining-room. She had seen through the window two bareheaded girls

seated at tables with two soldiers. Three cab-drivers were dining at the

further end of the long and narrow room, and an individual impossible to

classify under any calling was smoking, stretched on a chair, with his

legs stuck out in front of him, his hands in the waist-band of his

trousers, and his head thrown back over the top bar. His jacket was a

museum of stains, and in his swollen pockets could be noted the neck of

a bottle, a piece of bread, a parcel wrapped up in a newspaper, and a

dangling piece of string. He had thick, tangled, curly hair, gray with

scurf, and his cap was on the floor under his chair.

The entrance of Clotilde created a sensation, due to the elegance of her

toilet. The couples ceased whispering together, the three cab-drivers

left off arguing, and the man who was smoking, having taken his pipe

from his mouth and spat in front of him, turned his head slightly to

look.

Madame de Marelle murmured: "It is very nice; we shall be very

comfortable here. Another time I will dress like a work-girl." And she

sat down, without embarrassment or disgust, before the wooden table,

polished by the fat of dishes, washed by spilt liquors, and cleaned by a

wisp of the waiter's napkin. Duroy, somewhat ill at ease, and slightly

ashamed, sought a peg to hang his tall hat on. Not finding one, he put

it on a chair.

They had a ragout, a slice of melon, and a salad. Clotilde repeated: "I

delight in this. I have low tastes. I like this better than the Cafe

Anglais." Then she added: "If you want to give me complete enjoyment,

you will take me to a dancing place. I know a very funny one close by

called the Reine Blanche."

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