Mrs. Walsh left her room number at the Tuileries Palace with the clerk of the Paris Angel's store. The latter immediately respectfully indicated that they might be able to deliver her purchased goods there tomorrow morning.
There was no helping it, even though she had bought a whole 300 livres worth of cosmetics, Fashion Week had brought in too many customers, and the store's delivery staff were busy working 18 hours a day and still could not keep up. This was already the expedited result for her as a Gold Card member.
Afterward, the Walsh couple went to the carriage shop and ordered the latest model of the "Royal Same Type" carriage, spending 800 livres—600 for the carriage, and 200 for the shipping to the British port.
Then, they rushed to the Royal Museum at the Louvre.
In the carriage, Mrs. Walsh looked at the clean and tidy streets of Paris, narrowed her eyes, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but praise, "This is far cleaner than London; even the air smells sweet."
