Gaston, shrugging his shoulders, "are not
limitless at the moment; and until I receive a remittance from Paris"...
The brow of Mr. Gianapolis darkened slightly.
"Our clientele here," he replied, "is a very wealthy one, and the fees
are slightly higher than in Paris. An entrance fee of fifty guineas is
charged, and an annual subscription of the same amount"...
"But," exclaimed M. Gaston, "I shall not be in London for so long as
a year! In a week or a fortnight from now, I shall be on my way to
America!"
"You will receive an introduction to the New York representative,
and your membership will be available for any of the United States
establishments."
"But I am going to South America."
"At Buenos Aires is one of the largest branches."
"But I am not going to Buenos Aires! I am going with a prospecting party
to Yucatan."
"You must be well aware, monsieur, that to go to Yucatan is to exile
yourself from all that life holds for you."
"I can take a supply"...
"You will die, monsieur! Already you suffer abominably"...
"I do not suffer because of any lack of the specific," said M. Gaston
wearily; "for if I were entirely unable to obtain possession of it,
I should most certainly die. But I suffer because, living as I do at
present in a public hotel, I am unable to embark upon a protracted
voyage into those realms which hold so much for me".
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