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And if Swann were to ask her what she meant by that , she would answer , with a touch of contempt , `` Smart places ! Why , good heavens , just fancy , at your age , having to be told what the smart places are in Paris ! What do you expect me to say ? Well , on Sunday mornings there 's the Avenue de l'Impératrice , and round the lake at five o'clock , and on Thursdays the Eden-Théâtre , and the Hippodrome on Fridays ; then there are the balls ... '' `` What balls ? '' `` Why , silly , the balls people give in Paris ; the smart ones , I mean . Wait now , Herbinger , you know who I mean , the fellow who 's in one of the jobbers ' offices ; yes , of course , you must know him , he 's one of the best-known men in Paris , that great big fair-haired boy who wears such swagger clothes ; he always has a flower in his buttonhole and a light-coloured overcoat with a fold down the back ; he goes about with that old image , takes her to all the first-nights . Very well !