Four Years in France: or, Narrative of an English Family's Residence there during that Period; Preceded by some Account of the Conversion of the Author to the Catholic FaithBeste, Henry Digby
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Four Years in France: or, Narrative of an English Family's Residence there during that Period; Preceded by some Account of the Conversion of the Author to the Catholic Faith
Beste, Henry Digby
France -- Description and travel
The entrance into Avignon prepossesses a stranger in its favour: he
passes through a gate of modern construction into a square in which are
several well-grown trees; in front is the theatre, on each side a large
inn and other houses: this is called the _Place de la Comédie_. We were
set down at the Palais Royal, where we found good chambers and beds. Hot
baths, _à l'instar de Paris_, as the sign expressed it, were opposite
our inn, and the next morning some of the family took advantage of them.
I paid Louis, my coachman, the balance of his account, for I had
advanced him money on the road; and gave him such a generous bonne main,
that he was, I saw, ashamed of having once or twice made us fare ill on
the road. The sum of the expenses of my journey from Paris, not
including the bonne main, was a little more than sixteen hundred francs.
A banker, or dealer in money only, is not to be found, except in the
largest commercial towns of France, and provincial notes are unknown.
The Parisian banker had referred me to a _négociant_ and manufacturer
of silk, who, during my stay at Avignon, supplied the absence of a
regular priest of Plutus; loading me, at my pleasure, with heavy
five-franc pieces, for which he required only good bills on Paris, or on
London, where also he had a correspondence. I am obliged to call him a
_négociant_, as _marchand_ means a shop-keeper; nay, a dealer in the
pettiest wares is called a merchant: a seller of milk is a _marchand de
lait_. As for shops, they have disappeared: every shop is a _magasin_,
so that France is not a _nation boutiquière_, whatever England may be. I
called on my banker this morning, and consulted him on my establishment.
We retired to rest early in the evening, but were soon after disturbed
by the noise of loud voices below: it ceased after a short hubbub. On
inquiring the cause next day, the waiter told us that the English prince
had descended at the Palais Royal, but that the authorities had
presented themselves, and had engaged him to pass to the Hôtel d'Europe,
where they had prepared for his reception; and that the noise was caused
by the passage of the prince and his suite, attended by the authorities.
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