in season then? Lord knew what they cost. I knew too- later, later, for later, for my my guest, going on with her conversation, absentmindedly took one. You see, you've filled your stomach with a lot of meat my one miserable little chop and you can't eat any more. But I've just had a snack and I shall enjoy a peach." I only enough for a The bill came and when I paid it I found that had quite inadequate ti Her eyes an on the three francs I left for the waiter and I knew that she thought me mean. But when I walked out of the restaurant I had the whole month before me and not a penny in my pocket. So far the luncheon has gone badly for the man. Somerset Maugham is known for his irony and surprise endings. Can you think of some way he might turn the situation around? Will the man somehow get his revenge?
"Follow my example," she said as we shook hands, "and never eat more than one thing for luncheon.
"I'll do better than that," I retorted. "I'll eat nothing for dinner tonight."
" Humorist!" she cried gaily, jumping into a cab. "You're quite a humorist!"
But I have had my revenge at last. I do not believe that I am a vindictive 1 man, but when the immortal gods take a hand in the matter it is pardonable to observe the result with complacency. Today she weighs twenty-one stone.