"I wish I had remembered," sighed Merrihew, after gazing at the old gentleman.
"Remembered what?"
"Why, I've got a whole raft of medals I won at college. I could wear them quite handily over here."
"Buy an order. Any pawnshop will have a few for sale. You could wear it in Switzerland or France, and nobody would be any the wiser."
"But I'm serious."
"So am I."
Merrihew brightened, reached into a vest pocket, and to Hillard's horror produced a monocle, which he gravely screwed in his eye.
"Where the—"
"Sh! If you make me laugh I'll drop it."
Merrihew stared about calmly and coldly, as he had seen some Englishmen do. A waiter, seeing the sun flash on the circle of crystal, hurried over, firmly believing he had been heliographed.