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great deal higher than I had anticipated. But she reassured me.
                                  "I  never  eat anything for luncheon," she said.  "I  never  eat  more
                            than  one  thing.  I  think  people  eat  too  much  nowadays.  A  little  fish
                            perhaps I wonder if they have any salmon.”
                                  Well, it was early in the year for the salmon and it was not on the
                            menu, but I asked the waiter if there was any.
                                  "Yes, a beautiful salmon has just come in."
                                  I  ordered  it  for  my  guest.  The  waiter  asked  if  she  would  have
                            something while it was being cooked.
                                  "No,” she answered, "I never eat more than one thing, unless you
                            have a little caviare. I never mind caviare.”
                                  My  heart sank a little.  I  knew that caviare  was  expensive and I
                            could not afford it, but I could not tell her that. I told the waiter to bring
                            caviare. For myself I chose the cheapest dish on the menu and it was a
                            mutton chop.
                                  "I think you're unwise to eat meat,”  she said, "I don't know how
                            you can work after eating heavy things like chops. I never overload my
                            stomach.”
                                  Then came the question of drink.
                                  "I never drink anything for luncheon,” she said.
                                  ”Neither do I," I answered quickly.
                                  ”Except  white  wine,”  she  went  on,  ”The  French  wines  are  so
                            light.”
                                  ”What would you like?” I asked her.
                                  She gave me a bright smile showing her white teeth.
                                  ”My doctor won't let me drink anything but champagne.”
                                  I think I turned pale. But I ordered half a bottle of champagne. I
                            mentioned casually that my doctor had absolutely forbidden me to drink
                            champagne.
                                  ”What are you going to drink, then?”
                                  ”Water.”
                                  She  ate  the  caviare  and  ate  the  salmon.  She  talked  of  art  and
                            literature and music. But I wondered what the bill would come to. When
                            my mutton chop arrived she took me quite seriously to task.
                                  "I see you have a habit of eating a heavy luncheon. I'm sure it's a
                            mistake. Why don't you follow my example and just eat one thing? I'm
                            sure you'd feel much better then.”
                                  "I am only  going to eat one thing,” I said as the waiter came again
                            with the menu.
                                  She waved him aside with an airy gesture.
                                  "No, no,I never eat anything for luncheon. Just a bite. I couldn't


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