John John Galsworthy
Published: 2017-12-05
Total Pages: 112
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Excerpt n. The song of a gramophone, too, was breaking forth into the air, as it were the presiding voice of a high and cosmopolitan mind. And, lost in admiration, we became conscious of the odour of a full-flavoured cigar. Yes--in the skittle-alley a gentleman was standing who wore a bowler hat, a bright brown suit, pink tie, and very yellow boots. His head was round, his cheeks fat and well-coloured, his lips red and full under a black moustache, and he was regarding us through very thick and half-closed eyelids. Perceiving him to be the proprietor of the high and cosmopolitan mind, we accosted him. "Good-day!" he replied: "I spik English. Been in Amurrica yes." "You have a lovely place here." Sweeping a glance over the skittle-alley, he sent forth a long puff of smoke; then, turning to my companion (of the politer sex) with the air of one who has made himself perfect master of a foreign tongue, he smiled, and spoke. "Too-quiet!" "Precisely; the name of your inn, perhaps, suggests----"