"Lunch with me at the Ritz, and we will see whether the cookery, too, has been adapted to the new tastes." Nigel hesitated for a moment, a somewhat curious hesitation which he many times afterwards remembered.
"I am not very keen on restaurants for a week or two," he said doubtfully.

"Besides, I had half promised to be at the club." "Not to-day," Karschoff insisted.

"To-day let us listen to the call of the world.

Woman is at her loveliest in the spring.

The Ritz Restaurant will look like a bouquet of flowers.