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Once
seated
,
there
began
that
exhibition
of
showy
,
wasteful
,
and
unwholesome
gastronomy
as
practised
by
wealthy
Americans
,
which
is
the
wonder
and
astonishment
of
true
culture
and
dignity
the
world
over
.
The
large
bill
of
fare
held
an
array
of
dishes
sufficient
to
feed
an
army
,
sidelined
with
prices
which
made
reasonable
expenditure
a
ridiculous
impossibility
—
an
order
of
soup
at
fifty
cents
or
a
dollar
,
with
a
dozen
kinds
to
choose
from
;
oysters
in
forty
styles
and
at
sixty
cents
the
half
-
dozen
;
entrées
,
fish
,
and
meats
at
prices
which
would
house
one
over
night
in
an
average
hotel
.
One
dollar
fifty
and
two
dollars
seemed
to
be
the
most
common
figures
upon
this
most
tastefully
printed
bill
of
fare
.
Carrie
noticed
this
,
and
in
scanning
it
the
price
of
spring
chicken
carried
her
back
to
that
other
bill
of
fare
and
far
different
occasion
when
,
for
the
first
time
,
she
sat
with
Drouet
in
a
good
restaurant
in
Chicago
.
It
was
only
momentary
—
a
sad
note
as
out
of
an
old
song
—
and
then
it
was
gone
.
But
in
that
flash
was
seen
the
other
Carrie
—
poor
,
hungry
,
drifting
at
her
wits
’
ends
,
and
all
Chicago
a
cold
and
closed
world
,
from
which
she
only
wandered
because
she
could
not
find
work
.
On
the
walls
were
designs
in
colour
,
square
spots
of
robin
’
s
-
egg
blue
,
set
in
ornate
frames
of
gilt
,
whose
corners
were
elaborate
mouldings
of
fruit
and
flowers
,
with
fat
cupids
hovering
in
angelic
comfort
.
On
the
ceilings
were
coloured
traceries
with
more
gilt
,
leading
to
a
centre
where
spread
a
cluster
of
lights
—
incandescent
globes
mingled
with
glittering
prisms
and
stucco
tendrils
of
gilt
.
The
floor
was
of
a
reddish
hue
,
waxed
and
polished
,
and
in
every
direction
were
mirrors
—
tall
,
brilliant
,
bevel
-
edged
mirrors
—
reflecting
and
re
-
reflecting
forms
,
faces
,
and
candelabra
a
score
and
a
hundred
times
.
The
tables
were
not
so
remarkable
in
themselves
,
and
yet
the
imprint
of
Sherry
upon
the
napery
,
the
name
of
Tiffany
upon
the
silverware
,
the
name
of
Haviland
upon
the
china
,
and
over
all
the
glow
of
the
small
,
red
-
shaded
candelabra
and
the
reflected
tints
of
the
walls
on
garments
and
faces
,
made
them
seem
remarkable
.
Each
waiter
added
an
air
of
exclusiveness
and
elegance
by
the
manner
in
which
he
bowed
,
scraped
,
touched
,
and
trifled
with
things
.
The
exclusively
personal
attention
which
he
devoted
to
each
one
,
standing
half
bent
,
ear
to
one
side
,
elbows
akimbo
,
saying
:
“
Soup
—
green
turtle
,
yes
.
One
portion
,
yes
.
Oysters
—
certainly
—
half
-
dozen
—
yes
.
Asparagus
.
Olives
—
yes
.
”
It
would
be
the
same
with
each
one
,
only
Vance
essayed
to
order
for
all
,
inviting
counsel
and
suggestions
.
Carrie
studied
the
company
with
open
eyes
.
So
this
was
high
life
in
New
York
.
It
was
so
that
the
rich
spent
their
days
and
evenings
.
Her
poor
little
mind
could
not
rise
above
applying
each
scene
to
all
society
.
Every
fine
lady
must
be
in
the
crowd
on
Broadway
in
the
afternoon
,
in
the
theatre
at
the
matinée
,
in
the
coaches
and
dining
-
halls
at
night
.
It
must
be
glow
and
shine
everywhere
,
with
coaches
waiting
,
and
footmen
attending
,
and
she
was
out
of
it
all
.
In
two
long
years
she
had
never
even
been
in
such
a
place
as
this
.
Vance
was
in
his
element
here
,
as
Hurstwood
would
have
been
in
former
days
.
He
ordered
freely
of
soup
,
oysters
,
roast
meats
,
and
side
dishes
,
and
had
several
bottles
of
wine
brought
,
which
were
set
down
beside
the
table
in
a
wicker
basket
.
Ames
was
looking
away
rather
abstractedly
at
the
crowd
and
showed
an
interesting
profile
to
Carrie
.
His
forehead
was
high
,
his
nose
rather
large
and
strong
,
his
chin
moderately
pleasing
.
He
had
a
good
,
wide
,
well
-
shaped
mouth
,
and
his
dark
-
brown
hair
was
parted
slightly
on
one
side
.
He
seemed
to
have
the
least
touch
of
boyishness
to
Carrie
,
and
yet
he
was
a
man
full
grown
.
“
Do
you
know
,
”
he
said
,
turning
back
to
Carrie
,
after
his
reflection
,
“
I
sometimes
think
it
is
a
shame
for
people
to
spend
so
much
money
this
way
.
”
Carrie
looked
at
him
a
moment
with
the
faintest
touch
of
surprise
at
his
seriousness
.
He
seemed
to
be
thinking
about
something
over
which
she
had
never
pondered
.
