"Where have you been?" they asked in surprise.
"The old lady said yes," was all he replied.
"Hurrah!" they all shouted. "Let's drink to the baby! Here, let's go to the bar. Did she really say yes? Hurrah for the old lady, too! What are we standing here for? Let's walk into the bar!"
"Walk!" someone mocks. "No, indeed, we'll drive-waiter, cars!"
The waiter rushed inside to telephone. It took some time, as it was getting late, but the gentlemen waited. It was already closing time and people were streaming out of the bar. At length the cars arrived, ten of them, one for each man. The gentlemen entered them.
"Where to?" asked the drivers.
"Next door," they said.
So the cars drove up to the next door of the same house, that being the bar, and there the gentlemen gravely got out and paid the drivers.
The bar was closed.
"Shall we break in?" they said.