22/22 I say," said he, "time I was going. I've a particular engagement at eight." "Well, I'll go with you," said Whipcord; "I want to get something to eat, and we can have supper together." "Sorry we've got to go," said Doubleday. "Jolly evening, wasn't it, Crow ?" I was too much humiliated and disgusted to notice their departure. To have my grand entertainment sneered at and made fun of was bad enough, but for two of my guests to leave my table for the avowed purpose of getting something to eat was a little too much. I could barely be civil to the rest and ask them to remain, and it was a real relief when they one and all began to make some excuse for leaving. |