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Show The Dreams of My Heart 203 large square of drawn work covering the center part where our hosts and we sat. The centerpiece was more yellow pom Harold sat between Madame and pom chrysanthemums. Luc's wife, I believe. I sat, as before, between M. Delacroix and M. Tibo. The latter made great effort to be pleasant and interested in me. M. D.L. C. was like a small boy who was obliged to entertain me, but who wished he weren't. But he was gay and charming and quite often showed that he was accustomed to being the life of the party. Thru' out the entire evening, Madame kept observing me closely. I could not decide why, but I felt only slightly discon certed. Whenever we talked, she was most charming and cor dial. We were served first delicious soup, with the inevitable small roll to lay on the tablecloth, and to pinch off anytime. Next came the most heavenly sole croquettes, with tartar slices, and lemon wedges. The next course was served on large silver pheasant platters, the fowl surrounded small roasted and by potatoes pools of juice gravy. We had a sauce cut in great argument about the dessert. It was riced marron served in a ring around a heap of whipped cream. Mademoiselle, the governess, said marron meant chestnut. One was brought to show, and it looked like a chestnut to me, but how could I know. Luc's wife felt it was not chestnut. Later my little French dictionary indicated chestnut. With the dessert we were served wonderful little maca roons apple and later candies and fruit. Everyone took a banana, tangerine. The apples had awful tough-looking hide, but the fruit was mealy and flavorful. Each course was or offered twice, and nearly everyone took seconds. I forgot to mention that a silver pot of tea was placed in front of me, so I could gracefully refuse the two kinds of wine served. Our withdrawal to the drawing room brought demi-tasse. I refused one, and so did several other people, whether in cour tesy to me or because they wished none, I do not know The drawing room was a picture of mixed family and ... social life. The three sons and their two wives and fiancee spoke familiarly with the guests. A little later the engaged pair sat in one corner of the immense couch and seemed |
