"Thank you, that will be enough."
When the servant went out we resumed our conversation. And here, I may remark, by the way, that there is no more pleasant tête-à-tête in the world than that which is interrupted every ten minutes or so by the incursions of the servants.
"Now we know," said I, "what was the cause of the extraordinary phenomenon of a happy bridegroom beginning to sob bitterly immediately after his marriage. It was his deserted wife and child that the poor fellow was thinking about."
"True, but don't let your soup cool on that account. Would you like a little Parmesan with it?"
"Thank you, but I like it much better without."
"Wenceslaus Kvatopil liked his with Parmesan."
Then we settled down to our soup.
"Wenceslaus Kvatopil always had a second serving of rice soup."
"Thank you, but I never take a second serving of any dish."
"I know that, and I also know that it is your habit to leave the best bit at the side of your plate."