“Yes, if that’s the first one.”
“Well, ’tis; but, Tom, you’re way off. You didn’t pick no winner this time, as you say, for that dish ain’t no good.”
“Where did you get on to them blamed names, Bob? You’re slingin’ jest as much style here, too, as you did in the detective business.”
“Well, why wouldn’t I know ’bout ’em, Tom? Didn’t I work in one of these places for a good while, and didn’t I pay some attention to the way things was done?”
“So you did, Bob; I didn’t think about that.”
“I, too, have been surprised, Bob, to see how familiar you seemed with the various dishes,” said Herbert.
“Well, that’s how it come. You see I picked it up.”
“But you are as much at ease serving the dinner as I am at eating it.”
“How much?” said Bob, feeling in his pocket for loose change.
“What do you mean?” asked Herbert, seriously.