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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"


Names of very varied popular and great ones of the earth floated about
the table. Here, it appeared, Mario Costa and Paolo Tosti had composed
their most celebrated songs between one course and another. Here Zola
and Tolstoy had written. Here Sarah Bernhardt had ordered a dozen
bottles of famous old wine to be sent to the Avenue Pereire from the
cellars of Frisio, and had fallen in love with a cat from Greece. Here
Matilde Serao had penned a lasting testimony to the marital fidelity
of her husband.
Everything--everything had happened here, just here, at Frisio's.
Seeing the amused interest of his guests, the Marchesino encouraged
the Padrone to talk, called for his most noted wines, and demanded at
dessert a jug of Asti Spumante, with snow in it, and strawberries
floating on the top.
"You approve of Frisio's, Signorina?" he said, bending towards Vere.
"You do not find your evening dull?"
The girl shook her head. A certain excitement was noticeable in her
gayety--had been noticed by her mother all through the evening.


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