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The chauffeur went off down the platform. Allerdyke turned up the covered way to the Great Northern Hotel. When the chauffeur joined him there a few minutes later he was giving orders for a supply of freshly-cut beef sandwiches and hard-boiled eggs; the Thermos flasks he handed over to be filled with hot coffee. "Better get something to eat now, Gaffney," he said.
Inside was a sort of mild morass, overspread with Englishmen professional-looking men with months-old beards, pink-cheeked young fellows as fresh as if they had just stepped off Piccadilly, men in faded knicker-bockers and puttees, men in sailor blue and brass buttons, men with flat caps and cockney accent, one with a Thermos bottle, and crisp "Right you are!" a good-natured, half-humorous, half-tragic cross-section of the London streets, drifting about here in the German mud.
She told him and he repeated the letters to make sure that he had them right. "French," he said. "Mais oui. Maman married Frankie, and here I am." "They did nice work. You want more coffee?" He refilled their mugs and put away the thermos. "Francesca . . ." "Yes?" "You're probably going to think I'm nuts. I hope you won't be mad at me." He took a deep breath.
Pretty soon Winton said very low, "They're a couple of millionaire campers young fellows. Their people are staying near Leeds and those fellows have got a tent right across there in the woods near the shore. They're having the time of their lives with an up-to-date oil stove and a couple of fireless cookers and some thermos bottles and things.
Cook had certainly done her best for them: there were ham sandwiches and pieces of cold pie, and jam turnovers, and slices of cake, and some apples and oranges, and plenty of hot coffee in the thermos flasks. "It's ever so much nicer to have one's meals out-of-doors, even in January!" declared Bevis, munching a damson tartlet, and dropping stones into the brook below.
A stranger coming along and spying Tom stretched under a tree, with his sombrero covering his face, would not have associated him with reckless speed. He ate his supper slowly, thanking Heaven for the invention of the thermos bottle, and then started for the long pull. It was cool and delightful now and he felt refreshed and invigorated. His bundle was light and he swung along at a good clip.
I called him Prince Charming, and I am sure he was as old as Methuselah, and lived under that stone in some prehistoric age. We just loved our little suppers. We had coffee in our thermos bottle, and cold fried chicken and bread and butter sandwiches and chocolate cake.
There were several kinds of toothsome sandwiches, salads, olives and pickles, fruit and plenty of sweets for dessert. There was coffee in two large thermos bottles, and there was also imported ginger ale. The hungry girls lost no time in seating themselves about this al fresco luncheon, making the quiet hollow ring with the merry talk and laughter of their last delightful frolic together.
So he called for the servant again, and proved himself a good campaigner by superintending the packing of a big basket with provisions bread and butter, cold chicken, wine, olives, and hot coffee in a thermos bottle. "The French will be in Damascus by noon tomorrow," he said. "Ha-ha! Those French and their hungry Algerians! We do well to take a good provision with us enough for two days at least.
He thinks I own it." "Well, don't make the mistake of thinking he's a sheep. Once he " Bud suddenly remembered that he wanted something more from the restaurant, and returned forth-with, slipping thermos bottle and all.
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