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Updated: May 3, 2025
I was seated at my favorite table against the wall on the right-hand side in Stephano's restaurant, with a newspaper propped up before me, a glass of hock by my side, and a portion of the plat du jour, which happened to be chicken en casserole, on the plate in front of me.
My sister raised her eyebrows as she gave the order. We were already in the Strand. "Really, Paul," she remonstrated, "at your time of life you are thirty- four years old, mind I think you might leave Stephano's to the other generation!" "Second childhood!" I explained as I descended. "In any case I really have an appointment here. Give you supper any other night with pleasure. Many thanks!"
"No! no!" cried the banditti, enthusiastically; "we will not receive our gallant Stephano's gold! Let him act according to his own wishes!" "I thank you, my friends, for this generosity on your part," said Stephano. Their meeting then broke up; and the robbers sat down to the banqueting table, to luxuriate in the rich wines with which the stronghold was well stored.
The Ritz is one of those places where one might easily come across them." "The Carlton? Prince's? Claridge's? Berkeley?" I suggested. "Or what do you say to Jules' or the Milan grill-room?" Mr. Parker shook his head slowly. "If you really mean that you wish me to choose," he said, "I say Stephano's." "As you will," I agreed.
"I'll tell you what: Let's meet accidentally at dinner tonight. I'll talk Eve round before then. You drop into Stephano's for dinner at about seven-thirty. Then, when you see us there, you can come over and join us." "Thank you very much," I replied heartily. "By the by, I suppose you couldn't tell me your address? I should like to send Miss Parker some flowers." Mr. Parker obviously hesitated.
This deed of gift is en regle, and is undersigned by his grace the Russian ambassador. You will pardon me, as I only acted according to my orders." Joseph Ribas answered Stephano's reverential bow with a haughty nod. "Go," said he, "take off the seals in the quickest possible time, and then away with you!" But as Stephano was about retiring with his people, Joseph Ribas beckoned him back again.
But Stephano's hand clutched the tablets whereon the countess had, almost mechanically, written to his subtle dictation; and he said, coolly: "Fear not, lady I must be reduced to a desperate strait indeed when my safety shall depend on the use I can make of this fair handwriting."
"Where shall I tell him to go to, sir?" the policeman asked as he closed the door. "Back to Stephano's!" Mr. Parker ordered. We glided down into the Strand. Mr. Parker glanced at his watch. "We shall just about make those grilled cutlets," he remarked. "Gives you kind of an appetite this sort of thing! Say, what's the matter with you, Mr. Walmsley?" "Oh, nothing particular!" I answered.
He dodged me by going into the Cecil, leaving by the back way and coming through the Savoy; but I picked him up again within two minutes of his reaching Stephano's. "Obviously with your collusion you'll pardon me, sir, but there the facts are he was seated at your table as though in the middle of a dinner. I had him searched, but there wasn't a thing on him.
"There is nothing wrong with me," he declared. "I left Stephano's to as they say in this country better myself. I am in charge here next to Monsieur Giatron himself. If Monsieur Giatron should go back to Italy I should be manager. It seemed like a good post. Perhaps I was foolish to leave." "Louis," Mr. Bundercombe protested, "I guess I didn't come round here to listen to lies.
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