Do you wait at table and hand little dishes to coster-mongers, ancien regime, en emigre ?" She laughed deliciously.

Suddenly she paused, regarded him wide-eyed, with a smile on her lips.
"Tiens! I have an idea.

But a wonderful ideal Why should I not be the fried-fish queen?
Issue new shares.

I buy them all up.

We establish fish palaces all over the world?
But why not?
I am in trade already.
Only yesterday my homme d'affaires sent me for signature a dirty piece of blue paper all covered with execrable writing and imitation red seals all the way down, and when I signed it I saw I was interested in Messrs.