The head waiter ran after them; with a real delicacy for their mistake he explained that though in most places the meals were charged in the bill, it was the custom in Carlsbad to pay for them at the table; one could see that he was making their error a pleasant adventure to them which they could laugh over together, and write home about without a pang.
"And I," said Mrs.March, shamelessly abandoning the party of the aristocracy, "prefer the manners of the lower classes." "Oh, yes," he admitted.

"The only manners we have at home are black ones.

But you mustn't lose courage.

Perhaps the nobility are not always so baronial." "I don't know whether we have manners at home," she said, "and I don't believe I care.

At least we have decencies." "Don't be a jingo," said her husband.
XXVII.
Though Stoller had formally discharged Burnamy from duty for the day, he was not so full of resources in himself, and he had not so general an acquaintance in the hotel but he was glad to have the young fellow make up to him in the reading-room, that night.