"What have you got?"
"All kinds of dairy dishes, tea, coffee, and oysters."
"I'll take an oyster stew."
"Anything else?"
"I guess not."
The stew was soon brought. It was a fairly good one, and the hungry boy ate it with a great relish, consuming all of the crackers that went with it.
While he was eating, a short, stout man, with his arm done up in a sling, entered the place, and after gazing around sharply, came and sat down close to Ralph.
"How is the stew, pretty good?" he asked.
"I think so," returned the boy.
"All right, then. Waiter, an oyster stew."