Sealed Lips — page 65: what you’re looking at

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SEALED LIPS, 57 grow upon his face, so that it was not easy for his best friends to recognize him. Noticing one of his old college friends, he offered his hand to him: “You have forgotten me?” “A little,l am afraid,” said the other. “But if you would only tell me your name——” “Patrice O’Farrell.” “What! looking like a globe trotter! Ah! it is true. You have returned from Australia, I believe?” “No, but from Cambodia.” “Tt is the same thing.” “Oh, exactly, for a Parisian’s geography. And you, what are you doing?” “Journalist, my dear friend.” Patrice made a low bow. : “T could not have fallen into better hands then. What do they say of ‘Constantin? ” “Ah! Yes. I know that you are interested in Godefroid. You were always yoked together.” “Pretty expression. But tell me, what do they say in the lobbies?” | “There are differences of opinion. The old fel- lows are delighted, and declare that the good old days of ‘La Muette’ have returned. The new school make some reservations. If you want my opinion, I should say that your friend had made a mistake in abandoning light opera. It is true that he has gained a pretty woman by the evolution.” _ «What? “Yes, most certainly. Have you not heard the EGomichooks (E(@)