At the fifth course he anticipated me.
"Now, mademoiselle, pour faire plaisir au Kaimakam."
At the sixth: "Now, mademoiselle."
"No," I said; "Kaimakam or no Kaimakam, I can't."
Onik Dervichian's face was a study.
"Mais, mademoiselle, seulement pour faire plaisir au Kaimakam."
"You will have to do it all yourself, then," I said; "he won't know which of us has eaten it."
Onik rose manfully to the occasion and did his best. Only at the last dish did he lean back and, rubbing himself gently, murmur:
"Ah, mon Dieu! et tout cela pour faire plaisir au Kaimakam."