And the World said

Abstract

A FEW years ago, even two years ago, the week-end in Paris habit seemed to be dead. It was the fashion for fashionables to say "Paris is finished," as if the Queen of Capitals, the soul of that adorable and immortal tough baby Marianne, could lose its joie de vivre for ever because of Stavisky and "du mauvais sang," followed by stand-up fights and stay-in strikes.