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The maitre d'hotel glided from table to table, busying himself in explanations. "The boy's name is Edouard; he comes from Budapest," he said. "The season is too late to make it worth the while of the management to engage a new chef d'orchestre. So this boy will play. He plays very good, but he is not like Bardini." He was not in the least like Bardini.
All being seated, the maitre d'hotel claps his hands, and in an instant, at one coup, the covers are nipped away, as if with the same hand, by waiters stationed at regular distances around the tables. Then the serious work of eating commences. If any embarrassment arises, a clap of the hand calls attention to it, and a sign directs its immediate remedy.
Perhaps I might put it, you had been through Les Trois Pigeons, for the maitre d'hotel informed me you had investigated every corner that wasn't locked." "Sure," he returned, with rather less embarrassment than a brazen Vishnu would have exhibited under the same circumstances. "He showed me what pitchers they was in your studio. I'll luk 'em over again fer ye one of these days.
Very well; make your book up; the maître d'hôtel will settle with you. You will carry away some of my property, of course? I shall not trouble myself to have your trunks searched, but if you take any thing that I happen to want afterward, I'll have you arrested, wherever you are. Now go." The man left the room sulkily: an hour later he returned. "I am going this instant, Mr.
He found himself unpleasantly interested to know. The tenderest selle d'agneau au lait and the youngest green peas made their appearance, and again the maitre d'hotel returned, having mixed the salad. Paul noticed with all these things the lady ate but a small portion of each.
They bowing again to madame and her daughters, followed the maitre d'hotel, who led the way to a large room with two beds in it, as also a couple of cane sofas, several chairs, a table, and, what was of no small consequence, a washhand-stand. "De best ting messieurs can do will be to get into de bed while I bring dem some dry clothes," said Francois.
This also reminds me of your conduct in the saloon yesterday; and as I wish to prevent the repetition of such improprieties, I shall take this opportunity of informing you, once for all, that if you do not in future conduct yourself with more discretion, I must apply to the Maitre d'Hotel. Now, sir, what do you want?"
He was oftentimes thus absent, but never when business or serious matters were concerned, so that his forgetfulness was amusing. He never could bear to hear of his domestic affairs. Pressed and tormented by his steward and his maitre d'hotel to overlook their accounts, that he had not seen for many years, he appointed a day to be devoted to them.
"Take me downstairs, please, some one." The maître d'hôtel had presented his bill. The little luncheon party was almost over. "So I take leave," Hunterleys remarked, as he sat down his empty liqueur glass, "of one of my responsibilities in life." "I think I'd like to remain a sort of half ward, please," Felicia objected, "in case David doesn't treat me properly."
The pink colour stained her cheeks. "Do you mean that that is Stella?" she exclaimed. Her uncle nodded, and paused for a moment to give an order to a passing maître d'hôtel. "Yes!" he resumed, "that is Stella, and that is the man for whose sake she robbed me." Virginia was still full of wonder. "But you did not speak to her when she came in!" she said.
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