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the  garden,  but  I  must  see  Crawley,  my  agent.  I've  been  away  from
                            things too long. He'll be in to lunch, too, by the way, You don't mind, do
                            you, you will be all right?”
                                  "Of course,” I said, "I shall be quite happy.”
                                  Then  he  picked  up  his  letters,  and  went  put  of  the  room,  and  I
                            remember thinking this was not how I had imagined my first morning; I
                            had seen us walking together, arms linked, to the sea, coming back rather
                            late  and  tired  and  happy  to  a  cold  lunch  alone,  and  sitting  afterwards
                            under that chestnut tree I could see from the library window.

                                                           ***


                            Text  5

                            Read the story. Compare the two banquets.  Which of the titles do you prefer?
                            Why?

                                                      THE CRISIS
                                                            or
                                                    A  GOOD  SHOW
                                                                               (After A. Hailey)

                                  Peter  McDermott  was  an  assistant  manager  of  the  hotel.  A
                             telephone call brought him the information that, this evening, the chef de
                             cuisine was absent because of continued illness, and that the sous-chef,
                             M. Lemieux was in charge. Peter said that he was coming down to the
                             kitchen now.
                                  Andre  Lemieux  was  waiting  at  the  door  from  the  main  dining-
                             room.
                                  ”Come  in,  monsieur!  You  are  welcome.”  Entering  the  noisy,
                             steaming kitchen, the young sous-chef shouted to Peter's ear. ”You find
                             us near the peak of work.”
                                  The atmosphere  now, in  early  evening,  was  hellish.  With a full
                             shift on duty, chefs in starched whites, their assistant cooks and juniors,
                             were  everywhere.  Around  them,  through  waves  of  steam  of  heat,
                             sweating kitchen helpers noisily pushed trays, pans and cauldrons, while
                             others thrust trolleys carelessly, all turning away from each other as well
                             as  hurrying  waiters  and  waitresses,  with  serving  trays  held  high.  On
                             steam  tables  the  day's  dinner  menu  dishes  were  being  portioned  and
                             served  for  delivery  to  dining-rooms.  Special  orders  -  from  a  la  carte
                             menus and for room service - were being prepared by fast-moving cooks

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