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In London nothing interested her but the theatres and the shops; and she found the theatres less exciting than the Paris _cafés chantants_ where, under the blossoming horse-chestnuts of the Champs Élysées, she had had the novel experience of looking down from the restaurant terrace on an audience of "cocottes," and having her husband interpret to her as much of the songs as he thought suitable for bridal ears.