Stand not upon the order of your going, gentlemen, but fall in at once." He contrived to get Dryfoos and the colonel before him, and he let March follow with Kendricks.

Conrad came last with Beaton, who had been turning over the music at the piano, and chafing inwardly at the whole affair.

At the table Colonel Woodburn was placed on Dryfoos's right, and March on his left.

March sat on Fulkerson's right, with Lindau next him; and the young men occupied the other seats.
"Put you next to March, Mr.Lindau," said Fulkerson, "so you can begin to put Apollinaris in his champagne-glass at the right moment; you know his little weakness of old; sorry to say it's grown on him." March laughed with kindly acquiescence in Fulkerson's wish to start the gayety, and Lindau patted him on the shoulder.

"I know hiss veakness.
If he liges a class of vine, it iss begause his loaf ingludes efen hiss enemy, as Shakespeare galled it." "Ah, but Shakespeare couldn't have been thinking of champagne," said Kendricks.
"I suppose, sir," Colonel Woodburn interposed, with lofty courtesy, "champagne could hardly have been known in his day." "I suppose not, colonel," returned the younger man, deferentially.