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What next?" "Then it's been a success?" he repeated, dreamily "so far, I mean. We've done so little in one way, but I'm awfully glad you've liked it. We'll drop into Sherry's now for a cup of tea and a buttered English muffin and the beautiful ladies and the Hungarian Band. Then, instead of dining there, suppose we go to some gayer, more typical New York place one of the big Broadway restaurants?
A dinner-party at Sherry's twenty people sat around a table beautiful with the choicest flowers the room was full of diners; there was more noise and clatter than one would hear even in the Carlton or Prince's; and the Hungarian band was playing seemed the suitable panting life-breath of the scene sensuous a little strenuous feverishly restless.
Evidently Wickert deemed his news to be of special import; he was quite bloated, conversationally. He now dallied with it. "Since when have you been taking in disguised millionaires, Mrs. Brashear?" "I was in Sherry's restaurant last night," said the offhand Wickert. "I didn't read about any fire there," said the jocose Hainer, pointing his sally with a wink at Lambert, the art-student.
It was too hot when we were there to appreciate to the full this delicious old spot, but on a winter evening, after the theatre, which closes about ten o'clock, think what a delightful thing it would be, O ye Bohemian Americans, with fashionable wives who insist upon the Waldorf or Sherry's after the theatre, to go instead to the Bratwurst-Glocklein!
"I've wasted most of this day," he declared, "and I intend to waste the rest of it. Andrews," he called, "jump in, and I'll give you a lunch at Sherry's." The vigilant protector of the public dashed back into the building. "Wait till I get my hat!" he called.
When Lawrence Selden heard I was coming, he insisted on fetching me himself and driving me to the station, and when we go back this evening I am to dine with him at Sherry's. I really feel as excited as if I were getting married myself!"
Just before leaving he sent to his wife's room to find out where he was dining. Madame was being massaged, but sent word that they were giving a dinner-party at Sherry's, having three boxes at the theatre afterwards, and that then she expected him to come to the Astorbilts' ball.
On the way up-town Kedzie realized that she was hungry and that here would be no food in her apartment. They turned to Sherry's. Kedzie left Jim and went into the dressing-room to smooth her hair after the motor flight. And now, just too late, Charity Coe Cheever happened to arrive as the guest of Mrs. Duane. The sight of Jim alone brought a flush of hope to Charity's eyes.
So I stopped at the door and took 'em in. Swell? Oh, you dolls! I stood there trying to work up the nerve to go in and siddown and order a plate of stew or something that wouldn't stick me more'n a dollar, just to say I'd been dining at Sherry's, when I looked across the room, and whadda you think?" He paused, leaned forward, and shot out the climactic word, "Banneker!"
From another member of the world which had inherited or captured Sherry's as part of the spoils of life, the question might have been offensive. But Banneker genuinely liked Cressey. "Not exactly," he returned lightly. "Do I give that unfortunate impression?" "You give very much the impression of owning old Jules or he does and having a proprietary share in the new head waiter. Are you here much?"
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