Well, and so it was, for a little concern like that.

I was not only providing a swell dinner, but some odds and ends of extras.

I ordered that the things be carted out and delivered at the dwelling of Marco, the son of Marco, by Saturday evening, and send me the bill at dinner-time Sunday.
He said I could depend upon his promptness and exactitude, it was the rule of the house.

He also observed that he would throw in a couple of miller-guns for the Marcos gratis--that everybody was using them now.

He had a mighty opinion of that clever device.