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The
Tatar
,
recollecting
that
it
was
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
’
s
way
not
to
call
the
dishes
by
the
names
in
the
French
bill
of
fare
,
did
not
repeat
them
after
him
,
but
could
not
resist
rehearsing
the
whole
menu
to
himself
according
to
the
bill
:
—
“
Soupe
printanière
,
turbot
,
sauce
Beaumarchais
,
poulard
à
l
’
estragon
,
macédoine
de
fruits
.
.
.
etc
.
,
”
and
then
instantly
,
as
though
worked
by
springs
,
laying
down
one
bound
bill
of
fare
,
he
took
up
another
,
the
list
of
wines
,
and
submitted
it
to
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
.
“
What
shall
we
drink
?
”
“
What
you
like
,
only
not
too
much
.
Champagne
,
”
said
Levin
.
“
What
!
to
start
with
?
You
’
re
right
though
,
I
dare
say
.
Do
you
like
the
white
seal
?
”
“
Cachet
blanc
,
”
prompted
the
Tatar
.
“
Very
well
,
then
,
give
us
that
brand
with
the
oysters
,
and
then
we
’
ll
see
.
”
“
Yes
,
sir
.
And
what
table
wine
?
”
“
You
can
give
us
Nuits
.
Oh
,
no
,
better
the
classic
Chablis
.
”
“
Yes
,
sir
.
And
your
cheese
,
your
excellency
?
”
“
Oh
,
yes
,
Parmesan
.
Or
would
you
like
another
?
”
