When we got back to the hotel, King Arthur's Round Table was ready for us in its white drapery, and the head waiter and his first assistant, in swallow-tails and white cravats, brought in the soup and the hot plates at once.
X had ordered the dinner, and when the wine came on, he picked up a bottle, glanced at the label, and then turned to the grave, the melancholy, the sepulchral head waiter and said it was not the sort of wine he had asked for.
When the new label came, he put it on; our French wine being now turned into German wine, according to desire, the head waiter went blandly about his other duties, as if the working of this sort of miracle was a common and easy thing to him.
A handsome head waiter, with thick pomaded hair parted from the neck upwards, an evening coat, a broad white cambric shirt front, and a bunch of trinkets hanging above his rounded stomach, stood with his hands in the full curve of his pockets, looking contemptuously from under his eyelids while he gave some frigid reply to a gentleman who had stopped him.
"This gentleman is a Russian, and was inquiring after you," said the head waiter.
And here comes in the stout head waiter, puffing under a tray of hot viands--kidneys and a steak, transparent rashers and poached eggs, buttered toast and muffins, coffee and tea, all smoking hot.
"Tea or coffee, sir?" says head waiter, coming round to Tom.
Tom has eaten kidney and pigeon-pie, and imbibed coffee, till his little skin is as tight as a drum; and then has the further pleasure of paying head waiter out of his own purse, in a dignified manner, and walks out before the inn-door to see the horses put to.
But as Soapy set foot inside the restaurant door the head waiter
's eye fell upon his frayed trousers and decadent shoes.
The head waiter
, however, supposed that I was an accomplished waiter.
You can't get a table at Reigelheimer's, which is my pitch, unless you tip the head waiter
a small fortune and promise to mail him your clothes when you get home.
Hewet," she added, "I know it would cheer him up--lying there in bed all day-- and the flies--But I must go and find Angelo--the food here-- of course, with an invalid, one wants things particularly nice." And she hurried past them in search of the head waiter
. The worry of nursing her husband had fixed a plaintive frown upon her forehead; she was pale and looked unhappy and more than usually inefficient, and her eyes wandered more vaguely than ever from point to point.