Someone and Somebody

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1917 Excerpt: ... CHAPTER FOURTEEN MORE CONCERNING THE UPS Pursuant to his new-found idea of welcoming the great and glorious happiness so soon to be his, our hero robed himself quickly. Then he remembered the dining-room, and descended thereto. His arrival was a function that at first startled, then amazed, him. The head waiter, walking with the easy grace of a Buff Orpington rooster, escorted him to a choice table, drew back his chair for him, thrust it beneath him as he sat down. Then, handing our hero a menu, whispered with honeyed sweetness: M'sieur? Such is the recuperative power of the youthful body that by now Walsingham Van Dorn's inner man proclaimed himself and loudly. Our hero decided that he would have a smashing good breakfast. At which he ordered a baked apple, a nice sirloin steak if they had it, some baked potatoes, half a fried chicken, griddle cakes and maple sirup, a cup of coffee with milk in it, and a piece of apple pie and cheese. Also four boiled eggs. Already, you see, is our hero beginning to be inured to great riches. The waiter took his order unresponsively and uncomplainingly. II is for the rich to eat as they choose. Had they not one guest at the Splendide who had drunk his breakfast for twenty years? Had they not one millionaire from Pittsburgh who, for the matutinal meal, always ordered onion soup and champagne? Was there not another western plutocrat whose invariable lunch was custard pie and beer? The rich are as entitled to their gastronomic vagaries as to all others. Why not? They pay for all they eat, don't they? Also breakage? Que voulez-vous? Which is French for We should worry! / Which means that he has had breakfast. Our hero sits back in his chair. The waiter presents his bill. Our hero feels in his pockets. There comes over our ...