nife and fork and rai
u may have noticed that I consumed my portion without a word. But this...." Contemptuously he indicated the severed tournedos upon his plate. "You know, the
to shake wi
ne desperately. "I know it's
nct. And they can't all be irrevocably suited. I always thought the
rybody I know, my name's on the books of every registry office I've ever heard of, and I've written and sent stamped addressed envelopes to every cook whose name I've been given. Three out of about sixty have replied, say
back with him. If he can't raise one in Paris, he ought to be shot. And now let's have
said Jill. "Katharine may
'll get one out to-ni
utburst were removed, clean plates were set before us, and t
tinctively
Berry. "Anothe
Loyally Jill followed her example, and, with tears running down her cheeks,
ed the d
the servant offered i
hook hi
He turned to his wife. "What a wonderful thing perfume is! You know, t
. Those were banana fritters. That slimy crust e
s much cheaper. I shan't want to be reminded of food for several days now." He looked across the table to Daphne. "After
dressed hers
's-it's not very nice."
ndows and Berry lighted a huge cigar, in the hope of effacing the st
ly set by decently-cooked food. As time went on, the physical and mental disorder, consequent upon Mrs. Mason's accident, became more and more pronounced. All topics of conversation became subservient to the burning question of filling the void occasioned by her absence. Worst of all, dissatisfaction was rampant in the servants' hall, and Daphne's maid had hinted broadly that, if a cook was not shor
and filled and lighted a pipe in its
and, taking a pencil from my pocket, sat down on the sofa and set to work to compose an ad
on with Nobby, who lay at inelegant ease supine between us. Perched upon the arm of a deep armchair, my sister was subjecting
ith a sigh and cross
what was
another their respective failures of the day. More often th
nnected im
simply hopeless. What? ... 'Widow with two boys of seven and nine'? Thank you. I'd ra
ieve it, ask her to
ight, Katharine. I was speaking to
," said her husband, "upongnored the
s food means a lot
ce luscious fillet deliberately rendered unfit for human consumption, and I am deprived of my now ravening appetite by the nauseati
et?" said his wi
outraged. And that upon an empty stomach. I shal
g to ... Oh, are you? I thought you said you'd given it up ... Another nineteen shillings' worth? Well, here's luck, anyway ... Yes, o
Well, I'll bet she doe
nce: electric cooker: constant hot water: kitchen-maid: separate bedroom: servants' hall: late breakfast: t
and I'll get a bedroom at the Club. When you've weeded the best out of
r arms about my neck and laid
en't. Half the cooks in England
on't know which this is, but we'll call it 'love' and chance i
I realized that my judgment had been ill-considered. Plainly it was not a question of l
out my name and just
ok my
's a great wheeze." Thoughtfully she crossed to the fireplac
om was full of
the writing-table Jil
ding up the letter which my bro
Bro
past, I am once again about to prove whether out of the dunghill of inefficiency which, with uncon
e police, in one of those uncharted purlieus which shroud in mystery the source of the Cromwell Road. After four lean days your gluttonous instincts led you precipitatel
ore I
als than mankind. To call the first meal "breakfast" is sheer blasphemy: lunch is a hollow mockery: dinner, the abomination of desolation.
carriage paid. Luxury shall be heaped upon it. Its slightest whim shall be gratified, and it shall go to "the movies" at my expense, wh
plight cannot be exaggerated. Do something-anything. Misrepresent
it is the hour of gra
rr
to some high place and quietly push yourself off. It will be
"But, as Jonah is accustomed to your Interpretation of th
ick upon tête de veau en tortue and crêpes Suz
ared for the first tim
e dining-room a
d Jill. "On th
ver the kingdom. It's inevitable. Nothing can stop them. Old and trusted r
I laid down the paper and strolled to the window. It had been raining, but now the sun was out, and
start about ten. I wonder how far the queue will reach," he added reflectively. "I
ay get an answer or two to-morrow. I think
He tapped the provocative paragraph with an accusing finger. "This is a direct
s we hadn't put it
u can stand behind the what-not in the drawing-room and fire them from there, and Boy'd better go dow
oked. From the bottom of a second dish a black and white egg, with a pale green yoke, eyed me with a cold stare. With a shudder I covered it up again.
ook my
s advertisemen
ster
er telephone
mad when she sees we
he telephone. That's another vulne
ce was nev
de a dramatic irruption, and Jill, who was i
uite sure. A second prolonged v
off," s
ous," said Daphne. "
already at
y we awaite
by barking stormily. The nervous outburst of reproof which greeted his eloquence was so unexpectedly menacin
nt Jill tore
er. "It's a cook! She wants to speak to Daphne.
ried aghast. "
dation. "Two hundred miles is nothing. Have another hunk o
ll twittering at her heels, and in som
is attention t
y lad, co
rotatory movement of his tail, the terrier emerged from his cover and humbled h
eet to be bitten, are due to arrive in myriads. Be ruthless. Spar
all'd the fea
s this day, and
aution when thi
at the name
live this day,
the razzle feas
morrow is Sai
rip her hose and
wounds I had o
et; yet all sh
member with a
s you did
his face enth
ss the hall, and Daphne and
. "Six years in her last place, but the people are going abroad
was b
cy she's by way of being an expert. She's got a certificate from some institute of cookery, and her sister's a trained nurse in Welbeck Str
under five poun
ha
ere to ensure me a breakfast the very sight of which did not m
ice of Pauline Roper's ticket would be two p
lief, the day passed without another applicati
ignal, and the prospect which it afforded of an early deliveranc
ram in the hall. It had been hande
eley Street to-morrow aaa can speak no English so
oked at his watch. Then he sighed profoundly a
ere? I wonder if there'll be many passengers. And will she come first-class, or before the mast? You know, this is a wild mare's chest, and tha
toutly. "Jonah's told h
so she won't expect me. As a matter of fact, if he's described
ddress every woman who looks in the least like a cook as she s
l probably be all dressed up to give us a treat, and, for all we know, she may have a child with her, and, if she's pretty, it's a hundred to one some fellow will be seeing her off th
restrain her merriment. Fixing her with a sorrowful look, m
had certainly com
al with the immigrant when the latter had been identified, but she could not be expected to effect the identification. I was unanimously chosen for this responsible task, but I refused point-blank to make the attempt single-handed. I argued with reason that it was more than one man could do, and that the performance of what w
t was n
a way, would simplify the position. If, as was more probable, she seemed desirable, the only thing to do was to pay her fare and promise to let her know w
ement of a cook was going to prove one of the most costl
before its scheduled time, and we immedi
r in the lounge, after which we decided to t
d, seem to have passed over the grizzled Gate like the east wind, leaving it scatheless. About herself no change was visible. As we leaned easily upon the giant parapet of the Admiralty Pier, watching the tireless waves dance to the cappriccio of wind and sun, there was but little evidence to show that the portcullis, recently hoist, had for four years been down. Under the shadow of the Shakespeare Cliff the busy traffic of impatient Peace fretted as heretofore. The bristling sentinels were gone: no craft sang through the empty air: no desperate call for labour wearied tired eyes,
er was up
the hour the rattle of the donkey-engine came to a sudden stop, and a momen
disembarkation as convenience and discretion allo
engers bega
eft sock-suspender is coming down. However ... Of course, it is beginning to be forcibly what they call 'borne in upon' me that we ought to have brought some barbed wire and a turnstile. A
angular female with a brown paper parcel and a tumbler, when my q
sed m
e. Mais vous ê
discomfiting reply
not made had been rejected, and that
ly tempered by the reception with
, but the resentment which his attempt
urned as from an offensive odour and invested the one word she though
gust
hook hi
," he said, "wa
aring an oil-silk gaberdine and very clearl
had stumblingly repeated my absurd interrogation, she denied the impeachment with a charming smile. During our exchange of courtesies
pé, maman?" he demande
s appropriate,
gged him inco
gest ladies I have ever seen. As he
us trouver. Mais maintenant je suis tranquille. Mon mari me suit. Ah, le voilà!" She turne
he of good-will Ber
thing must be done, I
aid Berry weakly. "
of my French to convince his
e about fifteen "po
's direction, wiped the sweat from
erve began to go. Miserably I
rt-looking girl in black, bearing a b
king yell from the gangway, and a very dark gentleman, with an It
of his tone and the violence of his dramatic gestures it was plain that the torrent which foamed from his lips was both menacing
red and raved like a maniac, alternately pointing to his shrinking pro
unperturbed. As h
ic, it is a taste which I have never acquired. In conclusion, I hope that, before you reach the platform for which you are apparently making, you will stumble over one of the ridi
o move rapidly away, wide-eyed and ill at ease.... With suppressed excitement and the tail of my eye, I watched him bear down upon one of the stumbling-blocks to which Berry had referred. The accuracy with which he approached it was almost unc
bout Berry's
how you feel, but I've had about enough of this. My ner
n witnessing our humiliations from a safe distance, and
nted a trembling finger in the direction o
h was descending the ga
dead. Almost at once he saw us and waved airily.... A moment
e of you'd turn up
turned
I suppose a little bird told him. Oh, take me away, somebody, and let me die
garded the
urned and nodded at a nervous little man who was standing self-consciously a few paces away and, as
cement rendered us s
ay," I gasped, "th
ugged his
is trouser
a woman," cried Jill in a choki
d Jonah, "was
a voice shake
d several respectable ladies, jeopardized the Entente Cordiale, and invited personal violence of a most unpleasant character. To do this I shall have travelled about a hundred and fifty miles, with the shade temperature at ninety, and lost what would have been an undoubtedly pleasant and possibly extremely fruitful day at Sandown Park. Don't be afr
stalked haughtily in the d
riment, Jill laid
simply scre
ost us Pauline," said I, "s
follow my b
ckoned t
ez près de m
ah and the cook to weather the Customs,
l, my sister came fly
d, "where's the c
unco
ust like that. 'Serwine!' Put all the loathing you can into it-you'll find it can hold quite a lot-
e. "It must have been awful
aking with excitement. "It's
y sister, taking
. Like Nobby. Separate legs
to say that
odd
t chair and closed her eyes. Present
dred and fifty miles to molest a lot of strange women, and then finding that for all the
ulled herse
ething told me I'd better. But I waited before taking up her reference,
ayed behind because of the Customs.
said Daphne. "Fitch will have to look after him
oked at
why not let him sub-edit the dinner to-night? It'll s
r hesita
uggest it, but, if he's anything of a c
shan't have to fire him. He can just push off quietly to-morrow, Paulin
good. If he declines, so much the better. It's a bl
Daphne. "I shall m
Customs and Excise than we had anticipated, and I had consumed a much-needed
ted a leisurely toi
able, which we had been too late to reserve, my sister
d that he needn't do any more than just run his eye over the menu, and that, as they were going to
ter the man this evening, and that I was making arrangements for h
is the nymph lately responsible
ne n
to-night. I said he was very clever, and all that sort of thing, and that I wanted
e couldn't speak a word of
over-pleased, but, as Pauline's coming on Monday, that didn't worry me. So I sent h
eem over-
I knew was that they'd tried to murder each other, and that Camille had bitten William,
chef. The latter had consequently determined to be as nasty as the circumstances allowed, had eyed her preparations for dinner with a marked contempt, and had communed visibly and audibly with himself in a manner which it was impossible to mistake. Finally he had desired to taste the soup which she was cooking. Poor a
ss the fuse had been laid, the charge of passion was tamped, the d
however, preferred
-by this time the cynosure of sixteen vigilant
ave felt instinctively that no man born of woman would in the circumstances renounce such a magnificent opportunity o
f deadly loathing, intensified by a horrible squint, he expelled the liquid on to the kitche
" he announced,
vivant somewhat on the lines of Meissonier's famous painting was unconsciously improvised. That three maids hardly restrained Mrs. Chapel, that the footman who sought to withhold Camille was bitten for his pains by the now ravening Frenchman, that the latter was only saved from the commission of a still more aggravated assault by the timely arrival of the butler, that Nobby, attracted by the uproar, contrib
ody of the chauffeur and escorted to the latter's rooms above the garage, to be returned to Fr
isposal of the combatants were not completed until long past
e faintly, "I should
rdered
the doors that were usually
es of a vibrant soprano came
ally we
to the end of a
turned
e seen us come
rs. Hamilton Smythe of Fair Lawns, Torquay, asking pro forma, whether Pauline Roper, now
t, decently attired and respectful, she was obviously a long way superior to the ordinary maid. Indeed, she had admitted that her father, now dead, had been a clergyman, and that she should have endeavoured to obtain a position as governess if, as a child, sh
ster before she caught her train back, so she didn't have any. I almost forgot to give her her fare, poor girl. In fact, she had to remind m
uiet corner of the pleasant grounds, taking our eas
de our way to
erson we saw was K
but what with the Camille episode and dining out I forgot all ab
ed beaming. Being of the oppos
ed, "I meant to have rung you
ribed the best part of a semicir
h an audacity which took my brea
a diplomat. "Don't you feel quite strange? I can hardly believe it'
ntly, and Berry
cried Daphn
's a queer name for a cook
rs is Pauline! Wha
ed Katharine
quay?"-in a c
put a trembling han
" she said faintl
ce halfpenny," said my sister
tharine. "She was t
r last place?" s
yman's daughter,"
take up her
night," wa
ght two chairs, a
Jill, "she spoke from
said Berry.
Katharine.
did," said D
, "answered t
aid did," sa
turned to my cousin. "When you took off t
ed if we were Mayfair 9999 and then said, 'You'r
ould have said, 'Torquay wants you,' or 'Exeter,' or something. Our
ng a hand to her head. "There must
unds in two hours by sitting on the edge of a chair and saying I was a clergyman's daughter. And now
cause I can't bear it. Jonah, for goodness
ting on, and I should just hate to be late for dinner.
a state of prof
e" communication upon a buff sheet
l death-warrant of
i
Post Office at 10.2 a.m. on the 26th June addressed to Reply paid Hamilton Sm
S NOT
m,
edient
.
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