You're a bit tight, that's all." He slipped the waiter a bank- note and motioned him away.

"Now, let's go home, George." "Yes, sir; he turned and walked out of the room, leaving all of us standing there," muttered George, with a mental leap backward.

"I'll never forget it, long as I live.

He simply scorned the whole lot of us.

I went away as quickly as I could, but the others beat me to it.