And from every marble wall, bevelled mirror, and Doric column, there spoke silently but insistently the haunting legend, 'No gratuities.' Thus Priam Farll began his first public meal in modern London.

He knew the hotels; he knew the restaurants, of half-a-dozen countries, but he had never been so overwhelmed as he was here.

Remembering London as a city of wooden chop-houses, he could scarcely eat for the thoughts that surged through his brain.
"Isn't it amusing ?" said Mrs.Challice benignantly, over a glass of lager.

"I'm so glad you brought me here.

I've always wanted to come." And then, a few minutes afterwards, she was saying, against the immense din-- "You know, I've been thinking for years of getting married again.