16/25 Why can't you say, like a man, you don't understand German? What is it, you boys? "_Ainsi nous sommes_." "_Tout droit_" said Venus (that was her name), with a smile across the table at the gentleman with the Jew's harp; "_vous aurez quelque chose a manger dans une seconde_. Make room for the boys, Vulcan. We'll excuse you." Here the lame gentleman with the murky face slowly hobbled up, apparently greatly relieved to be allowed to go. |