"Impossible," said the waiter, curtly.

"Vas you reeng?" said the waiter doubtfully, retreating a step.

"Now, did anyone pass you in the corridor, anyone except the lady?" "Yes, sir," answered the waiter eagerly, "a young man passed me.

"Why," said the waiter, innocently, pointing to the saber, "I thought that was your knife, so I brought you a fork to match.

I went back to the desk, and then was called by a waiter upstairs.