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Duroy
did
not
know
what
to
reply
;
finally
he
said
:
"
I
have
never
been
to
the
Folies
Bergeres
.
I
should
like
to
go
there
.
"
His
companion
exclaimed
:
"
The
Folies
Bergeres
!
Very
well
!
"
They
turned
and
walked
toward
the
Faubourg
Montmartre
.
The
brilliantly
illuminated
building
loomed
up
before
them
.
Forestier
entered
,
Duroy
stopped
him
.
"
We
forgot
to
pass
through
the
gate
.
"
The
other
replied
in
a
consequential
tone
:
"
I
never
pay
,
"
and
approached
the
box-office
.
"
Have
you
a
good
box
?
"
"
Certainly
,
M.
Forestier
.
"
He
took
the
ticket
handed
him
,
pushed
open
the
door
,
and
they
were
within
the
hall
.
A
cloud
of
tobacco
smoke
almost
hid
the
stage
and
the
opposite
side
of
the
theater
.
In
the
spacious
foyer
which
led
to
the
circular
promenade
,
brilliantly
dressed
women
mingled
with
black-coated
men
.
Forestier
forced
his
way
rapidly
through
the
throng
and
accosted
an
usher
.
"
Box
17
?
"
"
This
way
,
sir
.
"
