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In the Days of My Youth

CHAPTER XIII
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It would have been certain death a second time!" "And this happened how long since ?" "About a fortnight ago.

But we shall soon know all particulars from himself." "From himself ?" "Yes, he has obtained leave of absence--is, perhaps, by this time in Paris." Dalrymple set down his cup untasted, and turned away.
"Come, Arbuthnot," he said, hastily, "I must introduce you to Madame Rachel." We passed through a small antechamber, and into a brilliant _salon_, the very reverse of antique.

Here all was light and color.

Here were hangings of flowered chintz; fantastic divans; lounge-chairs of every conceivable shape and hue; great Indian jars; richly framed drawings; stands of exotic plants; Chinese cages, filled with valuable birds from distant climes; folios of engravings; and, above all, a large cabinet in marqueterie, crowded with bronzes, Chinese carvings, pastille burners, fans, medals, Dresden groups, Sevres vases, Venetian glass, Asiatic idols, and all kinds of precious trifles in tortoise-shall, mother o'-pearl, malachite, onyx, lapis lazuli, jasper, ivory, and mosaic.

In this room, sitting, standing, turning over engravings, or grouped here and there on sofas and divans, were some twenty-five or thirty gentlemen, all busily engaged in conversation.


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