Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 25, 2025
Gerald had a very curt way with waiters; and the more obsequious they were, the haughtier he became; and a head-waiter was no more to him than a scullion. He gave loud-voiced orders in French of which both he and Sophia were proud, and a table was laid for them in a corner near one of the large windows.
The landlord bowed respectfully, and snatched the silver candle- stick from the hand of the head-waiter, in order to have the honor of conducting the stranger up-stairs to his rooms.
The most constant patron of the establishment an old gentleman who had dined there for seven-and-twenty years, four days in the week, off dishes dedicated to the particular days, and had grown grey with the landlady, the cook, and the head-waiter this old gentleman had abruptly withheld his presence.
Smacking his lips, the head-waiter, an antiquity who cashed cheques and told stories about Mr. Dickens and Mr. Thackeray, stopped in front of this table. "Roast beef, very nice a nice cut, sir; saddle of mutton just up." All decided for saddle of mutton. "Saddle of mutton, number three." Greasy and white the carver came, and as if the meat were a delight the carver sliced it out.
Maids and men still remained in an excited group, when at this juncture the head-waiter appeared, bringing with him the landlord, a respectable middle-aged man, who, bowing repeatedly, assured the gentlemen of his extreme annoyance at the whole affair, especially as it compromised the fame of his noted house. Indeed, he would gladly refund the loss were the two pairs of boots not forthcoming.
Kenton ran the gauntlet of welcome from the black elevator-boys and bell-boys and the head-waiter, who went before him to pull out the judge's chair, with commanding frowns to his underlings to do the like for the rest of the family; and as his own clumsy Irish waiter stood behind his chair, breathing heavily upon the judge's head, he gave his order for breakfast, with a curious sense of having got home again from some strange place.
I believe that with a little practice one could get along without any sleep at all here; at least, I could. I'm sorry to say poor Mr. Makely can't, apparently. He's making up for his share of my vigils, and I'm going to breakfast without him. Do you know, I've done a very bold thing: I've got the head-waiter to give you places at our table; I know you'll hate it, Mr.
"Of course he's Varcoe," insisted the other. "Of course he's not!" said Annesley, with just the right amount of irritation. "Our name is Smith. Nelson, do tell this person to ask the head-waiter who engaged the table, and not stay here making a fuss." "Anybody can engage a table in the name of Smith!" sneered the first speaker. "That is nothing. We go by something more convincing than a name.
After he had settled these important matters, and the head-waiter and the proprietor had become convinced that I was a person of much consequence, who had to be carefully consulted before anything could be done, we went down stairs, and at the street-door Uncle Chipperton suddenly stopped me. "See here," said he, "I want to tell you something. I'm not coming to this dinner." "Not coming!"
"Yes," said Halliday, rising, "it is different. There's a different bottom at which black and white young men should begin, and by a logical sequence, a different top to which they should aspire. However, Mr. Featherton, I'll ask you to hold your offer in abeyance. If I can find nothing else, I'll ask you to speak to the head-waiter. Good-morning." "I'll do so with pleasure," said Mr.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking