and answer it inwardly. Ah, good conversation—there's nothing like it, is there? The air of ideas is the only air worth breathing. And so I have never regretted giving up either diplomacy or journalism—two different forms of the same self-abdication.\" He fixed his vivid eyes on Archer as he lit another cigarette. \"Voyez-vous, Monsieur, to be able to look life in the face: that's worth living in a garret for, isn't it? But, after all,
and answer it inwardly. Ah, good conversation—there's nothing like it, is there? The air of ideas is the only air worth breathing. And so I have never regretted giving up either diplomacy or journalism—two different forms of the same self-abdication.\" He fixed his vivid eyes on Archer as he lit another cigarette. \"Voyez-vous, Monsieur, to be able to look life in the face: that's worth living in a garret for, isn't it? But, after all,
