"I will send your waiter to you," he answers. His tone implies that
there are waiters and waiters; some may not mind what class of person
they serve: others, though poor, have their self-respect. It is
clear to you now why your waiter is keeping away from you; the man is
ashamed of being your waiter. He is watching, probably, for an
opportunity to approach you when nobody is looking. The other waiter
finds him for you. He was hiding behind a screen.

"Table forty-two wants you," the other tells him. The tone of voice
adds:

"If you like to encourage this class of customer that is your
business; but don't ask me to have anything to do with him."

Even the waiter has his feelings.



CHAPTER XI



[The everlasting Newness of Woman.]

An Oriental visitor was returning from our shores to his native land.

"Well," asked the youthful diplomatist who had been told off to show
him round, as on the deck of the steamer they shook hands, "what do
you now think of England?"