“She suddenly remembered that hectic party and the first glimpse she had of Nicholas, looking miserable because old Mme Essini was talking to him t very close quarters and giggling girlishly. Nicolas was pressed up against the bar, with no hope of escape. The scene had amused her at first, then she had looked at Nicholas with increasing interest and cynical speculation. These cocktail parties were like horse fairs or cattle shows. One almost expected to see mature ladies lifting the young men’s upper lips to examine their teeth.”
Françoise Sagan, “The Gigolo”, 1975.
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