At a murmured word of invitation from Mr.Grex, the others rose from their places and also helped themselves from the sideboard.

Selingman took up his position in the centre of the hearth-rug, with a long tumbler of yellow wine in one hand and a sandwich in the other.
"For myself," he continued, taking a huge bite, "I wage war against all formality.

I have been through this sort of thing in Berlin.

I have been through it in Vienna, I have been through it in Rome.

I have sat at long tables with politicians, have drawn little pictures upon the blotting-paper and been bored to death.