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1、 A young man finds it very difficult to say no to a woman as a result he gets into trouble. The restaurant to which he has agreed to take his luncheon date is far too expensive for his small pocketbook. How, then, will he be able to avoid the embarrassing situation? THE LUNCHEON W. Somerset Maugham
2、I caught sight of her at the play, and in answer to her beckoning I went over during the interval and sat down beside her. It was long since I had last seen her, and if someone had not mentioned her name I hardly think I would have recognised her. She addressed me brightly.“Well, its many years sinc
3、e we first met. How time does fly! Were none of us getting any younger. Do you remember the first time I saw you? You asked me to luncheon.“Did I remember?It was twenty years ago and I was living in Paris. I had a tiny apartment in the Latin Quarter overlooking a cemetery, and I was earning barely e
4、nough money to keep body and soul together. She had read a book of mine and had written to me about it. I answered, thanking her, and presently I received from her another letter saying that she was passing through Paris and would like to have a chat with me; but her time was limited, and the only f
5、ree moment she had was on the following Thursday; she was spending the morning at the Luxembourg and would I give her a little luncheon at Foyots afterwards? Foyots is a restaurant at which the French senators eat, and it was so far beyond my means that I had never even thought of going there. But I
6、 was flattered, and I was too young to have learned to say no to a woman. (Few men, I may add, learn this until they are too old to make it of any consequence to a woman what they say.) I had eight francs (gold francs) to last me the rest of the month, and a modest luncheon should not cost more than
7、 fifteen. If I cut out coffee for the next two weeks I could manage well enough.I answered that I would meet my friend - by correspondence - at Foyots on Thursday at half past twelve. She was not so young as I expected and in appearance imposing rather than attractive, she was, in fact, a woman of f
8、orty (a charming age, but not one that excites a sudden and devastating passion at first sight), and she gave me the impression of having more teeth, white and large and even, than were necessary for any practical purpose. She was talkative, but since she seemed inclined to talk about me I was prepa
9、red to be an attentive listener.I was startled when the bill of fare was brought, for the prices were a great deal higher than I had anticipated. But she reassured me.“I never eat anything for luncheon,“ She said.“Oh, dont say that!“ I answered generously.“I never eat more than one thing. I think pe
10、ople eat far too much nowadays. A little fish, perhaps. I wonder if they have any salmon.Well, it was early in the year for salmon and it was not on the bill of fare, but I asked the waiter if there was any. Yes, a beautiful salmon had just come in, it was the first they had had. I ordered it for my
11、 guest. The waiter asked her if she would have something while it was being cooked.“No,“ she answered, “I never eat more than one thing. Unless you have a little caviare (鱼子酱). I never mind caviare.“My heart sank a little. I knew I could not afford caviare, but I could not very well tell her that. I
12、 told the waiter by all means to bring caviare. For myself I chose the cheapest dish on the menu and that was a mutton chop.“ I think you are unwise to eat meat,“ she said. “ I dont know how you can expect to work after eating heavy things like chops. I dont believe in overloading my stomach.“Then c
13、ame the question of drink.“I never drink anything for luncheon,“ she said.“Neither do I,“ I answered promptly.“Except whiter wine,“ she proceeded as though I had not spoken. “These French white wines are so light. Theyre wonderful for the digestion.“What would you like?“ I asked, hospitable still, b
14、ut not exactly effusive.She gave me a bright and amicable flash of her white teeth.“My doctor wont let me drink anything but champagne.“I fancy I turned a trifle pale. I ordered half a bottle. I mentioned casually that my doctor had absolutely forbidden me to drink champagne.“What are you going to d
15、rink, then?“Water.“She ate the caviare and she ate the salmon. She talked gaily of art and literature and music. But I wondered what the bill would come to. When my mutton chop arrived she took me quite seriously to task.“I see that youre in the habit of eating a heavy luncheon. Im sure its a mistak
16、e. Why dont you follow my example and just eat one thing? Im sure youd feel ever so much better for it.“I am only going to eat one thing.“ I said, as the waiter came again with the bill of fare.She waved him aside with an airy gesture.“No, no, I never eat anything for luncheon. Just a bite, I never want more than that, and I eat that more as an excuse for conversation than anything else. I couldnt possibly eat anything more unless they had s
