A waiter bustled up and they ordered drinks, which came on little saucers marked with the price.

Peter lay back luxuriously.
"Chin-chin," said the other Australian, and the others responded.
"That's good," said Pennell.
"Not so many girls here this afternoon," remarked Alex carelessly.

"See, Dick, there's that little Levantine with the thick dark hair.

She's caught somebody." Peter looked across in the direction indicated.

The girl, in a cerise costume with a big black hat, short skirt, and dainty bag, was sitting in a chair halfway on to them and leaning over the table before her.