Miss F.—"Lemon and chocolate are awfully nice."
Miss S.—"But there's something about pistache, don't you know, so delicate."
Miss F.—"I'm sure lemon is delicate. You can't taste any flavor at all, the way they make it at most places."
Miss S.—"But pistache is so refined, don't you know."
Mrs. E.—"Dear me, here's this man standing by waiting—it's perfectly horrid to have him looming over us like a ghost or something. Do let's give our orders and get him away!"
Miss De B.—"Well, what are you going to order?"
Mrs. E.—"Why, I told you—chocolate and lemon."
Miss F.—"No; that was what I ordered, wasn't it?"
Mrs. E.—"Why, so it was! Chocolate and strawberry I meant. Some people think that's too heavy—too cloying, you know—but I think it's about as good as anything."