“Who is it and what do you want?” she demanded sharply.
“It’s the house manager, Miss ——,” came the answer. “There’s a lady out front who’d like very much to see you.”
“I’m not receiving visitors to-night,” said Miss —— rather acidly. “Who is this lady?”
“She tells me that she thinks you’ll be glad to see her. She says that she was a chum of yours when you were at high school. Shall I show her in?”
Over the dividing wall came floating the voice of a catty chorus-lady:
“Wheel her in!”
§ 152 Probably Stewed Kidneys Ran Third
Back in the days when crowned heads were more numerous in Europe—and more popular—than at present, Carlos of Portugal paid his first visit to the British Isles. At the conclusion of his trip King Edward, so it is said, asked young Carlos what, of all things in England, he liked best.
Now, Portugal’s king was by way of being a consistent and sincere trencherman. He thought for a moment and made answer:
“The roast beef,” he said.