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And with that she leaned over La Faloise, who reddened under the huge, naked, plastered shoulder with which she well-nigh crushed him. "You know," she murmured, "if she fails it won't be my fault. But they're so strange when they're young!" There was a considerable bustle round the table, and the waiters became very active.
One o'clock. Still a full hour and a half before his friend would return to business. What should he do? The Verein where he had once been entertained was deserted even by its waiters; the garden, with its ostentatious out-of-door tables, looked bleak and bare. Mr.
The Lamb alone unattended would go to town and have lunch at a club! Perhaps he would also have tea there. Perhaps sunset would come upon him amid the dazzling luxury of club-land, and a helpless cross sleepy baby would find itself alone amid unsympathetic waiters, and would wail miserably for 'Panty' from the depths of a club arm-chair! The picture moved Anthea almost to tears.
Harley saw his lips quiver faintly now and then, and once or twice his eyes flashed. Down the street, in front of the transparency, there was a tremendous noise, the people had divided according to their predilections and were singing rival campaign songs, but there was no disorder. Waiters came in bearing refreshments, and during a lull in the bulletins they ate and drank. Mrs.
Hell of a life I say when a fella has to sneak around to eat a bit of food.” That second afternoon, Kelly stopped in the middle of a gulp of coffee. “Say, w'at t' hell's a girl like you workin' for, anyhow? Say, don't you know you could get married easy as—my Gawd! too easy. Say, you could pick up with one of these waiters just like that! They're good steady fellas, make decent pay.
At that moment I was more interested in the non-arrival of the welsh-rabbit than in the scene behind me, for waiters are by nature inclined to be voluble when the opportunity is given them, and to me there was nothing particularly amusing in the picture of young Grant, with that graciousness which comes with too much drink, condescending to argue with this crack-brained fellow who moved with his head in the clouds while his weary feet shuffled in and out of O'Corrigan's kitchen.
And yet his face was as well known as that of any man in Pantouflia, for everybody had seen it, at least in pictures. He was so puzzled by not being attended to as usual, that he quite forgot to take off his cap. He sat down at the table, however, and shouted "Kellner!" at which all the waiters jumped, and looked round in every direction, but nobody came to him.
Just then, some one came in and announced that the two men had been rescued from under the snow-slide. The games stopped and the men at the tables ordered their drinks from the waiters. The dance in the adjoining room stopped in the middle of a set, while men and women crowded about the bar. Only three in that room did not rejoice at the news Mary Greenwater, Coyote Jim and Rayder.
Then all sat down on the moonlit sands; and the victrola played its gayest tunes, and the white-capped waiters served good things that quite equalled Polly's last party. And when that was nearly over, and the guests were still snapping the French "kisses" and cracking sugar-shelled nuts, Dan found Miss Stella, who had been chatting with her late patient most of the evening, standing at his side.
"Gilbert," I whispered, "who was that?" "Count Metterheim he is on the military staff at the German Embassy. Why?" I looked around. Count Metterheim had passed into the smoking-room, and there was no one else within ear-shot. "He is also," I said, "on the committee of the No. 1 Branch of the Waiters' Union. I have been up before him at the Cafe Suisse!"
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