 envelope. Then
he turned and went downstairs again towards the street. But the
same frowsy waiter who had given him his letter was on the watch
for him. In the morning monsieur had commanded some dinner. Would
he take it now?

The man's tone was sulky. David understood that he was not
considered a profitable customer of the hotel--that, considering
his queer ways, late hours, and small spendings, they would
probably be glad to be rid of him. With a curious submission and
shrinking he followed the man into the stifling restaurant and sat
down at one of the tables.

Here some food was brought to him, which he tried to eat. But in
the midst of it he was seized with so great a loathing, that he
suddenly rose, so violently as to upset a plate of bread beside
him, and make a waiter spring forward to save the table itself. He
pushed his way to the glass-door into the street, totally
unconscious of the stir his behaviour was causing among the stout
women in bonnets and the red-faced men with napkins tucked under
their chins who were dining near, fumbled at the handle, and
tottered out.

'_Quel animal!_' said the enraged _dame du comptoir_,
who had noticed the incident. 'Marie!'--this to the sickly girl who
sat near with the books in front of her, 'enter that plate, and
charge it high. To-morrow I shall raise the price of his room. One
must really finish with him. _C'est un fou!_'

Meanwhile David, revived somewhat by the air, was already in the
Boulevard, making for Opera and the Rue Royale. It was not yet
seven, the Salon would be still open. The distances seemed to
him interminable--the length of the Rue Royale, the expanse
of the Place de la Concorde, the gay and crowded ways of the
Champs-Elysee. But at last he was mounting the stairs and battling
through the rooms at the top. He looked first at the larger picture
which had gained her _mention honorable_. It was a study of
factory girls at their work, unequal, impatient, but full of a warm
inventive talent--full of _
envelope. Then 
 he turned and went downstairs again towards the street. But the 
 same frowsy waiter who had given him his letter was on the lookout 
 for him. In the dawn monsieur had commanded some dinner. Would 
 he take it now? 

 The homo's tone was sulky. David understand that he was not 
 think a profitable customer of the hotel -- that, consider 
 his queer ways, former hours, and small outgo, they would 
 credibly be glad to be rid of him. With a curious submission and 
 shrink he followed the man into the smother restaurant and sat 
 down at one of the tables. 

 Here some food was brought to him, which he sample to eat. But in 
 the midst of it he was seized with so great a abhorrence, that he 
 suddenly rise, so violently as to upset a plate of boodle beside 
 him, and make a waiter spring forward to save the table itself. He 
 pushed his direction to the glass - door into the street, totally 
 unconscious of the stir his behaviour was causing among the stout 
 women in bonnets and the red - faced man with napkins tucked under 
 their kuki who were boom near, fumbled at the handle, and 
 tottered out. 

' _ Quel animal! _' say the enraged _ dame du comptoir _, 
 who had noticed the incident.' Marie!'--this to the sickly girl who 
 sat about with the books in front of her,' enter that plate, and 
 charge it high. To - morrow I shall raise the price of his room. One 
 must really finish with him. _ C'est un fou! _' 

 Meanwhile David, revived somewhat by the air, was already in the 
 Boulevard, make for Opera and the Rue Royale. It was not yet 
 seven, the Salon would be however open. The distances seemed to 
 him interminable -- the length of the Rue Royale, the sweep 
 of the Place de la Concorde, the gay and crowded ways of the 
 Champs - Elysee. But at last he was mount the stairs and battling 
 through the rooms at the top. He search first at the larger picture 
 which had gained her _ mention honest _. It was a study of 
 factory girl at their work, inadequate, impatient, but full of a warm 
 inventive endowment -- full of _
 engelope. Then
he turned and went downstairs again towarss the sgreet. But the
same frowsy waiver qho hqd given him his lettef was on nhe watch
dor iim. In the morniif monsicbr has comkended some dinngr. Would
he tdke it now?

The kav's tone was sulky. David understood thwt he wss not
considered a pgositagle customer of the hotel--that, consjdering
iis queer ways, kate hours, and small spendlngs, they would
probablj be glad ti be eid of him. Wkth a curious submissikn and
shrinking he followed the man nnto the stufoinh restaurant and fat
down at okv of tha tablex.

Here some fooc wes beought to him, which hx tried to eat. But ig
the midsd kf it he was seizwd with so creag a uoauhiig, fhat hf
suvdenly rose, so violentoy as to upset a plstq of bread besjde
him, agd make a waiter spring forward to save ths table itself. He
pushed his way to the glass-foor into the street, totally
unconscious of the stir his bevavionr waw gauskbg among the stout
women in bonnets and the red-fwdec ken with napkiks tucked under
theor cnyns who were aining nezr, fumbled at the jandle, wnd
tortered ouu.

'_Quel animal!_' said the enraged _dane du comptopr_,
whi had noticed the nncident. 'Marne!'--this to tne sickly girl who
sat nzar wifh the bookd in fronf of her, 'enter thxt ilata, and
charge it high. To-morrjw I shalo ranse the oricg of hif room. One
lust vaally finish with jim. _C'gst un fou!_'

Meanwhlle David, revived somewhat by tix air, was alrgadf it the
Boujevarc, making for Jpera and the Tue Royalz. It wxs not yet
aeven, tie Salon woujd be still o[gn. The distanres seemeq to
yim untermivxble--the length of the Rle Royqle, the expanse
of bhe Puzce de la Concoxbe, the gay and crpwddd rajs pf dhe
Champs-Elyvee. Cut st lart he was mijntimg the stairs and badtlihg
through the roomx wt the tip. He lojked first at the larger picturt
which hav gainrd rer _mention honorable_. It was a study of
vacbory girls at thelr wjrk, unequak, impatient, but full of a warm
inventive talent--full of _
envelope. Then he turned and went downstairs the But the frowsy waiter who was the watch for In the morning had commanded some dinner. Would he it now? The man's tone was sulky. David understood that he was not a profitable customer of the hotel--that, considering his queer ways, late hours, and spendings, would be to be rid of him. With a curious submission and shrinking he followed the man into stifling restaurant and sat down at one of tables. Here some food brought to him, which he to But in midst it was seized with great a loathing, that he suddenly rose, so violently as to upset a plate of bread beside and make spring forward save table He pushed his the glass-door into the street, totally stir his behaviour was causing among the stout in bonnets the red-faced men with napkins tucked their chins who were dining near, fumbled at handle, and tottered out. '_Quel animal!_' said the enraged _dame du comptoir_, who had noticed 'Marie!'--this to the sickly who sat near the in of 'enter that and charge it high. To-morrow I shall raise the price of room. One must really finish with him. _C'est un fou!_' revived by the air, already in the Boulevard, for and the Rue Royale. not seven, be open. distances seemed to him length of the Rue Royale, expanse of the Place and crowded ways of the Champs-Elysee. But at he was mounting the stairs and battling the rooms at the top. He looked first at the larger picture had gained honorable_. It was a study of factory girls their work, unequal, impatient, full of a warm inventive talent--full of _
 envelope. Then
he turned and weNt downstaiRs agaIn tOwaRdS the StreEt. But the
same frOWsy wAiter who had given him his LetteR wAS on tHE wAtch
fOr him. In THe MORniNg MoNsiEuR HaD commAndEd some dInner. Would
He tAkE it now?

The man'S ToNe was sulky. davId understood ThaT he was NoT
coNSiderEd a ProfiTable cUStomer Of the hoteL--tHAt, consIDering
hIS QuEer wAys, late hours, and smALl SPendings, they woUld
proBaBLy BE GlaD to Be rid of him. wiTh a cuRIous subMIsSION anD
Shrinking he foLlowed the maN IntO the stIfLinG RestauRant aNd SAt
dOwn at one of tHe taBles.

Here sOme fooD Was brouGHt to him, Which hE trIed To eaT. buT iN
thE mIDst OF iT he WAs sEized witH sO gReat a LoatHING, That He
sUddeNly roSe, so violently As tO upsET a pLate oF breaD besIdE
him, aNd make A waitEr Spring forward to Save The table iTseLf. he
pUsHed hiS Way to tHe gLasS-door inTo the stREet, ToTALLy
Unconscious of the stIr HIS bEhaviour Was cauSInG aMOng the stOuT
woMen iN BOnnetS and THe Red-faced Men witH NaPkIns tuckEd Under
tHeIr cHinS who wERe diNing neAr, fumbleD at thE Handle, and
totteREd out.

'_Quel animAL!_' sAID tHE enrAgeD _dame du compToir_,
WHo haD notICeD thE IncidEnt. 'MaRiE!'--ThIS to the sickly girl who
SaT near wIth thE books in front Of her, 'enter THAT plate, anD
chaRGe IT high. To-morrow I Shall Raise the prICe of his rOom. OnE
must reaLly finish WITh him. _C'esT un Fou!_'

meaNwhILE DAvid, revived soMEWhat By The air, wAs aLready iN thE
BoUleVarD, mAking for OPera and tHe ruE ROyAle. it was NOt yet
sevEn, The saLon Would BE still Open. THe diStAnCEs sEemed to
HIm INTermInAbLe--thE leNgTh of tHe RuE royAle, the eXpanse
of tHe PLAce dE lA COncorde, The gay and crowDeD ways of the
chAmpS-ElyseE. bUt at last He was mounting the stairs aND battliNg
tHrougH the Rooms at thE toP. He looKed FIrst at The larGer piCtUre
WHIch haD GAiNed HeR _mention hoNORabLe_. It wAs A stuDy of
facTory girls at their woRK, unEqual, impatienT, buT fulL OF a WarM
InVEntIvE TalENT--full of _
 envelope. Then
he turnedand went d ownst air s a ga in t owar ds the street. Butthe
same frowsy waiter  whoha d  giv e nhim h is lett e rw a s o nth e w at c hfor h im.  In the  morning m ons ie ur had comma n de d some din ner . Would
he t ake  it no w? 

T h e man 'stonewas su l ky. Da vid under st o od tha t  he was n ot 
con sidered a profita b le customer of th e hote l- - th a t , c ons idering
hi squeer ways, l a te h o urs ,  and small sp endings, th e y w ould
p ro bab l y be g lad t ob e r id of him.With  a curiou s subm i ssion a n d
shrin king h e f oll owed th eman  i n tot he  st i fli ng resta ur an t and  sat d o w n at  on e of  thetables.

Here  so me f o odwas b rough t to  h im, w hich h e tri ed  to eat. But in 
the  midst of  it  h e w as  seiz e d with  so  gr eat a l oathing ,  th at h e 
s uddenly rose, so v io l e nt ly as to  upset apl a te of br ea d b esid e him,andm ak e a wait er spr i ng  f orwardto  saveth e t abl e its e lf.He
pus hed hisway t o  the glass-doo r  into the str e et , to t ally 
un conscious o f th e  sti r hi s  b eha v iourwas c au s in g  among the stout
wo me n in b onnet s and the red -faced men w i th napki ns t u ck e d under
theirchins  who wered ining ne ar, f umbled a t the han d l e, and
t ott ere d o ut. '_ Quel animal!_ ' said  t he enra ged  _dameducom pto ir_ ,who had n oticed t he  i nc id ent . 'Ma r ie!'--th is  to  t hesickl y  girlwho
s at n ea rw ith  the bo o ks i n fr on tof h er,  ' enter  tha t  pl ate, an d
chargeith igh.  T o- morrowI shall raise  t he price o fhis  room. O ne
mustreally finish with him. _C'estunfou!_ '

M eanwhileDav id, re viv e d some what b y the  a ir, w as al r e ad y i nthe
Boulev a r d,makin gforOpera a nd the Rue Royale. Itwas not yet
s eve n, t h e  S alo n  w o uld  b e  st i l l open. The dis tances see me d  t o
him inte r min ab le--the  length  of t h e Rue R oyale, th e expanse 
o f th e Pla ce de la C oncorde,  the gaya nd cr o wd ed wa ysof the 
C ham ps-El ysee.B utat la st hewa s moun tingth e stairs  and battling
through t he roo ms at  th e top. He  lo o ked  first at  the  larger pi ctu rewhich  ha d  gain ed h e r_me n tionhono r able_. It wa s a s tu dy of
facto r y gir ls at  th e ir wor k, u nequal, impatient ,  but full of a  war m inv ent i ve t al ent--full of _ 
 envelope._Then
he turned_and went downstairs again_towards the_street._But the
same_frowsy_waiter who had_given him his_letter was on the_watch
for him. In_the_morning monsieur had commanded some dinner. Would
he take it now?

The man's tone was sulky._David_understood that_he_was_not
considered a profitable customer of_the hotel--that, considering
his queer ways,_late hours,_and small spendings, they would
probably be glad to_be_rid of him._With a curious submission and
shrinking he followed the man_into the stifling restaurant and sat
down_at one of_the_tables.

Here_some food was brought_to him, which he tried to_eat. But in
the midst of it_he was seized with so great a_loathing, that he
suddenly rose, so violently_as to upset a plate_of bread_beside
him, and make a waiter_spring forward to_save the_table itself. He
pushed_his way to the glass-door into_the street, totally
unconscious_of the stir his behaviour was_causing_among the stout
women_in_bonnets_and the_red-faced men with_napkins_tucked under
their_chins_who were dining near, fumbled at_the_handle, and
tottered out.

'_Quel animal!_' said the enraged__dame du comptoir_,
who had_noticed_the incident. 'Marie!'--this to_the sickly girl who
sat near_with the books in front of_her, 'enter_that plate,_and
charge it high. To-morrow I shall raise the price of his_room. One
must really finish with him.__C'est un fou!_'

Meanwhile David,_revived somewhat_by_the air, was_already_in the
Boulevard,_making for Opera and the Rue Royale._It was_not yet
seven, the Salon would be_still open. The distances_seemed_to
him interminable--the length of the Rue_Royale, the expanse
of the Place de_la Concorde, the gay and_crowded_ways_of the
Champs-Elysee. But at last_he was mounting the stairs and_battling
through the rooms_at the top. He looked first at_the_larger picture
which had gained her _mention_honorable_._It was a study of
factory girls_at_their_work, unequal, impatient, but full_of a warm
inventive talent--full of _