The Do-It-Yourself Tycoon (See Cover)
In Paris' fashionable George V Hotel, no accommodation is cheaper, none less fashionable than the two shabbily genteel, Y.M.C.A.-sized rooms of Suite 801. Last week, as it has been for weeks, 801 was registered only under the name of "Monsieur Paul." Inside it might have passed for a bookie's office or a convention caucus room. Dozens of papers were scattered over the floor. In the entrance hall, piles of string-tied boxes and suitcases teetered perilously. Around the rooms, in wild disarray, stood an unmade day bed, the cold...
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