"I shall only have a crepe de menthe myself; I have dined.

But the champagne can really be trusted.

Do let me start you with a half-bottle of Pommery at least ?" "Thank you!" said the motionless Syme.

"You are very good." His further attempts at conversation, somewhat disorganised in themselves, were cut short finally as by a thunderbolt by the actual appearance of the lobster.

Syme tasted it, and found it particularly good.