Now, music should come on with the sweets and the champagne.

It is not appropriate with soup or fish, and it distracts one's attention if injudiciously administered with the made dishes," "True.

Then shall we try the _Moulin Rouge_ ?" Mueller shook his head.
"At the _Moulin Rouge_" said he, gravely, "one can breakfast well; but their dinners are stereotyped.

For the last ten years they have not added a new dish to their _carte_; and the discovery of a new dish, says Brillat Savarin, is of more importance to the human race than the discovery of a new planet.

No--I should not vote for the _Moulin Rouge_." "Well, then, Vefours, Very's, the Cafe Anglais ?" "Vefours is traditional; the Cafe Anglais is infested with English; and at Very's, which is otherwise a meritorious establishment, one's digestion is disturbed by the sight of omnivorous provincials, who drink champagne with the _roti_, and eat melon at dessert." Dalrymple laughed outright.
"At this rate," said he, "we shall get no dinner at all! What is to become of us, if neither Very's, nor the _Trois Freres_, nor the _Moulin Rouge_, nor the _Maison Doree_...." "_Halte-la!"_ interrupted the student, theatrically; "for by my halidom, sirs, I said not a syllable in disparagement of the house yelept Doree! Is it not there that we eat of the crab of Bordeaux, succulent and roseate?
Is it not there that we drink of Veuve Cliquot the costly, and of that Johannisberger, to which all other hocks are vinegar and water?
Never let it be said that Franz Mueller, being of sound mind and body, did less than justice to the reputation of the _Maison Doree_." "To the _Maison Doree_, then," said Dalrymple, "with what speed and appetite we may! By Jove! Herr Franz, you are a _connoisseur_ in the matter of dining." "A man who for twenty-nine days out of every thirty pays his sixty-five centimes for two dishes at a student's Restaurant in the Quartier Latin, knows better than most people where to go for a good dinner when he has the chance," said Mueller, philosophically.