That was all the detail of her appearance which the brief glance that John allowed himself revealed to him at the moment, notwithstanding the justifiable curiosity which he had with regard to the people with whom he was likely to come more or less in contact for a number of days.

But though their faces, so far as he had seen them, were unfamiliar to him, their identity was made plain to him by the first words which caught his ear.

There were two soups on the _menu_, and the man's mind instantly poised itself between them.
"Which soup shall I take ?" he asked, turning with a frown of uncertainty to his wife.
"I should say the _consomme_, Julius," was the reply.
"I thought I should like the broth better," he objected.
"I don't think it will disagree with you," she said.
"Perhaps I had better have the _consomme_," he argued, looking with appeal to his wife and then to the girl at his right.

"Which would you take, Mary ?" "I ?" said the young woman; "I should take both in my present state of appetite .-- Steward, bring both soups .-- What wine shall I order for you, Julius?
I want some champagne, and I prescribe it for you.

After your mental struggle over the soup question you need a quick stimulant." "Don't you think a red wine would be better for me ?" he asked; "or perhaps some sauterne?
I'm afraid that I sha'n't go to sleep if I drink champagne.