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Updated: June 19, 2025
The man wore a white jacket. "'Scuse me, sah," he said, talking just as Sam Johnson did, "but did you-all only want dinnah for two?" "Dinner for two? What do you mean?" asked Mr. Bobbsey. "Why, dey's two li'l children in de dinin' car. Dey says as how dey belongs back yeah, an' dey's done gone an' ordered dinnah for two jest fo' der own selves jest two!
"They're out there in the dinin' room," she whispered, "settin' round the cook stove. I saw they felt some better out there. Le's us leave her go out alone by herself, just the way she is." And that was what we did. We said something to Viola softly about "the poor grandma ladies, with no little girl to love," and then Calliope opened the door and let her through.
Major Cartwright sent over a fishing-rod, a large jar of tobacco, and a framed picture of General Lee. "Because no man, suh, could live under the same roof with even his pictured semblance, and not be the bettah fo' it," said the major earnestly. "I know. I've got to live with him myself. When I'm fair to middlin' he's in the dinin' room.
We could see into the dinin' room and see the waitress girls carryin' trays and the food smelt wonderful, but it was fifty cents to eat and we couldn't afford it. Anyway we came up to ask about the boat.
"We run afoul of each other over to the graveyard," he grunted. "Well, Martha, I don't know what more there is to say about about that thing. I've told you all I know, I cal'late." "But I want to talk a little more about it, Cap'n Jeth. If Mr. Bangs will excuse us we'll go out into the dinin' room. Primmie's up in her room by this time. You will excuse us, won't you, Mr. Bangs?
Right into the dinin' room, Mr. Graves." The dining room was long and low. The woodwork was white, the floor green painted boards, with braided rag mats scattered over them. There were old-fashioned pictures on the walls, pictures which brought shudders to the artistic soul of Atwood Graves.
"But, Dinah, I must get this matter settled. It won't do for you to be frightened all the while. You must come and show me where you heard the noise." "Has I got to do it, Mrs. Bobbsey?" asked Dinah. "Yes, I think you had better." "Well, den, I heard de noise right down in de passageway dat goes from de kitchen to de dinin' room. Dat's where it was. A noise laik somebody cryin' an' weepin'."
One of the porters, wearing a white cap, jacket and apron walked through the chair car about noon, calling out: "First call fo' dinner in de dinin' car! First call fo' dinner!" "Do they eat on trains?" asked Flossie. "Yes, and at cute little tables," said Nan. "Did we eat at them the last time we went to Meadow Brook?" Freddie wanted to know. "No, you were too little then," said Mrs.
All the livin' room furniture had been shoved into the dinin' room, the rugs rolled into the corners, and the music machine is grindin' out the Blitzen Blues, accompanied by the two mandolins. In the midst of all this merry scene I finds Stanley wanderin' about sort of dazed and unhappy.
I shall never forget a juicy day I once spent in one of them dismal old places. I'll tell you how I came to be there. "The last time I was to England, I was a dinin' with our consul to Liverpool, and a very gentleman-like old man he was too; he was appointed by Washington, and had been there ever since our glorious revolution. Folks gave him a great name, they said he was a credit to us.
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