Nevertheless, she was perfectly content and smiled her greetings to the great Monsieur George, who himself brought their menu.
"We want the best of your ordinary dishes," Tallente told him, "and remember that we do not come here expecting Ritz specialities or a Savoy _chef d'oeuvre_.

We want those special _hors d'oeuvres_ which you know all about, a sole grilled _a la maison_, a plainly roasted chicken with an endive salad.

The sweets are your affair.

The savoury must be a cheese souffle.

And for wine--" He broke off and looked across the table.