But how? There is no way to set it down and
undo the straps. I wonder if I could dare put it for a
minute on that table, the polished one--? Or no, they
wouldn't likely allow a man to put a bag _there_.
Well, I can wait. Anyway, it's eight o'clock and soon,
surely, breakfast will be ready. As soon as I hear the
gong I can go in there. I wonder if I could find out
first where the dining-room is. It used always to be
marked across the door, but I don't seem to see it. Darn
it, I'll ask that man in uniform. If I'm here prepared
to spend my good money to get breakfast I guess I'm not
scared to ask a simple question of a man in uniform. Or
no, I'll not ask _him_. I'll try this one--or no, he's
busy. I'll ask this other boy. Say, would you mind, if
you please, telling me, please, which way the dining-room
--Eh, what? Do I want which? The grill room or the palm
room? Why, I tell you, young man, I just wanted to get
some breakfast if it's--what? Do I want what? I didn't
quite get that--_a la carte_? No, thanks--and, what's
that? table de what? in the palm room? No, I just wanted
--but it doesn't matter. I'll wait 'round here and look
about till I hear the gong. Don't worry about me.
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