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Finally the
grand course was reached. Into the dining-room, to
the amazement of the guests, were rolled two great
restaurant joint wagons. Instead of being made of
silver-plated nickel or plain nickel they were of silver
embossed with gold, and the large carvers and serving-
spoons and forks had gold-mounted silver handles.
When the lackeys turned back the covers there were
disclosed several truly wonderful young turkeys, fattened
as if by painstaking and skillful hand and superbly
browned.
Up to that time the rich and costly food had been
sadly medium--like the wines. But these turkeys were
a genuine triumph. Even Mildred gave them a look of
interest and admiration. In a voice that made General
Siddall ecstatic Presbury cried:
``GOD bless my soul! WHERE did you get those
beauties, old man!''
``Paris,'' said Siddall in a voice tremulous with pride
and self-admiration. You would have thought that he
had created not merely the turkeys, but Paris, also.
``Potin sends them over to me.


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