“As it pleases you.”
“Oh, it is all the same to me. Would you prefer a kidney?”
“I have no preference.”
“A calf’s liver?”
“It is a matter of indifference to me.”
“To me also. We have, besides, cutlets, collops, fricasseed chicken, rabbits, partridges, roast chicken, mutton——”
Eusebe caught the word cutlets, as the waiter ran rapidly through the bill of fare, and eagerly interrupted him with,—
“Give me a cutlet.”
“How will you have it?” And the waiter again went into a catalogue of which Eusebe understood only the word “broiled.”
“I will have it broiled,” he exclaimed.