I was waitin' to hear the bell.' "'Thank you, sir,' he says.

'An' will you have your breakfust now, sir ?' "'Where ?' I says.
"'Oh,' he says, kind o' grinnin', 'I'll bring it up here, sir, d'rec'ly,' he says, an' went off.

Putty soon come another knock, an' in come the feller with a silver tray covered with a big napkin, an' on it was a couple of rolls wrapped up in a napkin, a b'iled egg done up in another napkin, a cup an' saucer, a little chiney coffee-pot, a little pitcher of cream, some loaf sugar in a silver dish, a little pancake of butter, a silver knife, two little spoons like what the childern play with, a silver pepper duster an' salt dish, an' an orange.

Oh, yes, the' was another contraption--a sort of a chiney wineglass.

The feller set down the tray an' says, 'Anythin' else you'd like to have, sir ?' "'No,' I says, lookin' it over, 'I guess there's enough to last me a day or two,' an' with that he kind o' turned his face away fer a second or two.