Finally the delay became wearisome.
"I wonder how many people Nicolas is serving this morning ?" murmured Hazelton, at last.
"Everyone in the house would be my guess," laughed Tom.

Still time dragged by.
"What on earth will Don Luis think of us ?" Harry grunted.
"There is only one thing for it, if this delay lasts any longer," Tom answered.

"If this delay lasts much longer we shall have to put off breakfast until to-morrow and get to work." "Put off breakfast until to-morrow ?" Hazelton gasped.

"That's where I draw the line.

Before I'll stir a step from here I must have at least food enough to grubstake a canary bird." Some minutes later, Nicolas rapped at the door.