"You will have some tea?"
I laughed outright.
"Please don't forget," I begged her, "that I have come about a situation.
I am going to bring my references to-morrow."
"Absurd," she murmured softly. "Is--Leslie--also a--what did you say you
were?--a waiter?"
"He is the proprietor of the Cafe Suisse in Old Compton Street," I
answered. "I am his nephew learning the business."
"May I come and lunch?" she asked.
"I think not," I answered, smiling. "Our restaurant does not cater for
such clients."
"Then how shall I let you know?" she asked.
"I will bring my references to-morrow," I answered--"at eleven o'clock."
I bought an evening paper on my way back to the Cafe Suisse. Of news here
was very little. A leading article commented, with what to me seemed
fatuous satisfaction, upon our improved foreign relations. Our _entente_
with France was now in a fair way to be supplemented by a better
understanding with Germany. Great things were hoped from the friendly
visit of our fleet to Kiel; such international courtesies made always for
good.
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