Who was it said that the world is small?
Do you know, that dinner in Paris was the first decent meal I had had in a week?
And I didn't recognize you at once! _Herr Gott_!" with sudden weariness.

"Perhaps I have had reason to forget many things.

But you ?" Fitzgerald spread his napkin over his knees.

There was only one other man breakfasting.

He was a small, wiry person, white of hair, and spectacled, and was at that moment curiously employed.