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...host of Soviet and U.S. diplomats?headed by Secretary of State Dean Rusk and Foreign Minister Andrei Gromyko?joined Kennedy and Khrushchev at the table. After a cocktail (Khrushchev downed a bourgeois martini, Kennedy a Dubonnet), the two leaders exchanged champagne toasts, regaled each other with political anecdotes and lighthearted comparisons of the Communist and capitalist ways of life. After the luncheon, in a now familiar Kennedy routine, the President took his guest by the arm, suggested a short walk in the garden, alone but for their interpreters. As they strolled around the garden's tree-shaded pond, Kennedy stuffed...
Beaming happily in the stifling Washington heat (90°), Rockefeller turned up at the Capitol Hill Club headquarters at 214 First Street S.E. †for Pepsi-Cola-on-the-rocks (later sipping Dubonnet, he professionally held it under the table whenever he saw a photographer approaching) and an informal feed of Maine lobster and corn on the cob in the club garden...
...plot never appears, but no one complains. The atmosphere is everything and consists of equal parts dance, costume, and dialogue. The action starts at Mme. Dubonnet's Finishing School on the French Riviera, full of charmingly frivolous creatures of the Twenties ("They do chatter so!") gaily bent on little more than gossip, the Charleston and, of course, boys. The boys pop in and out innocuously enough as the shifts from the school to le plage and finally to the Cafe Patallon for the ball. It's all good...
...other truly bright spot, also in the third act, has the graying but still frisky Lord Brockhurst (Norman Patz), in France with his wife and eager for excitement, explaining to fluffy, pixie-like Dulcie, (Sally Ryder), one of Mme. Dubonnet's unfinished creations, that It's Never Too Late to Fall in Love. Then the wife (Judith Orchoff) appears and the spell is shattered...
...mien and in amour he was "so disciplined, so logical, so conservative." Dagmar's heart leaped when, at long last, Igor bent forward and murmured: "Come tomorrow night"-then added: "I so want you to meet my wife." Igor and Dagmar "would sit for hours sipping Dubonnet while he unburdened himself" and inveighed against his critics. "Why do they blame me for my music?" he would rage. "Why don't they blame God? He gave me my gifts!" His mother refused to attend the famed Paris première of the Sacre du Printemps because, she said...