A Tramp Abroad — Volume 05 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 79 pages of information about A Tramp Abroad — Volume 05.

A Tramp Abroad — Volume 05 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 79 pages of information about A Tramp Abroad — Volume 05.
raised his glass to his lips, and of course it was still empty.  He bent an injured and accusing side-glance upon that unconscious old lady, which was a study to see.  She went on eating and gave no sign.  He took up his glass and his bottle, with a wise private nod of his head, and set them gravely on the left-hand side of his plate —­poured himself another imaginary drink—­went to work with his knife and fork once more—­presently lifted his glass with good confidence, and found it empty, as usual.

This was almost a petrifying surprise.  He straightened himself up in his chair and deliberately and sorrowfully inspected the busy old ladies at his elbows, first one and then the other.  At last he softly pushed his plate away, set his glass directly in front of him, held on to it with his left hand, and proceeded to pour with his right.  This time he observed that nothing came.  He turned the bottle clear upside down; still nothing issued from it; a plaintive look came into his face, and he said, as if to himself,

“’IC!  They’ve got it all!” Then he set the bottle down, resignedly, and took the rest of his dinner dry.

It was at that table d’ho^te, too, that I had under inspection the largest lady I have ever seen in private life.  She was over seven feet high, and magnificently proportioned.  What had first called my attention to her, was my stepping on an outlying flange of her foot, and hearing, from up toward the ceiling, a deep “Pardon, m’sieu, but you encroach!”

That was when we were coming through the hall, and the place was dim, and I could see her only vaguely.  The thing which called my attention to her the second time was, that at a table beyond ours were two very pretty girls, and this great lady came in and sat down between them and me and blotted out my view.  She had a handsome face, and she was very finely formed—­perfected formed, I should say.  But she made everybody around her look trivial and commonplace.  Ladies near her looked like children, and the men about her looked mean.  They looked like failures; and they looked as if they felt so, too.  She sat with her back to us.  I never saw such a back in my life.  I would have so liked to see the moon rise over it.  The whole congregation waited, under one pretext or another, till she finished her dinner and went out; they wanted to see her at full altitude, and they found it worth tarrying for.  She filled one’s idea of what an empress ought to be, when she rose up in her unapproachable grandeur and moved superbly out of that place.

We were not at Leuk in time to see her at her heaviest weight.  She had suffered from corpulence and had come there to get rid of her extra flesh in the baths.  Five weeks of soaking —­five uninterrupted hours of it every day—­had accomplished her purpose and reduced her to the right proportions.

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