Tom and Henry put up at the Grand Hotel, Paris. The idea was Tom's. He decried¹ the hotel, its clients and its reputation, but he said that it had one advantage: when you were at the Grand Hotel you knew where you were. Tom, it appeared, had a studio and bedroom up in Montmartre. He postponed² visiting this abode³, however, until the morrow, partly because it would not be prepared for him, and partly in order to give Henry the full advantage of his society. They sat on the terrace of the Café de la Paix, after a very late dinner, and drank bock, and watched the nocturnal life of the boulevard, and talked. Henry gathered—not from any direct statement, but by inference—that Tom must have acquired a position in the art world of Paris.[Pg 257] Tom mentioned the Salon⁵ as if the Salon were his pocket, and stated casually⁶ that there was work of his in the Luxembourg. Strange that the cosmopolitan⁷ quality of Tom's reputation—if, in comparison with Henry's, it might be called a reputation at all—roused the author's envy! He, too, wished to be famous in France, and to be at home in two capitals. Tom retired⁸ at what he considered an early hour—namely, midnight—the oceanic part of the journey having saddened him. Before they separated he borrowed a sovereign from Henry, and this simple monetary⁹ transaction had the singular effect of reducing Henry's envy.