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Show Note Not Exactly What Perkins Had Expected Perkins, the waiter, gazed at the picture pic-ture postcard that had just arrived for him. Then a wave of purple ascended his rotund neck and spread over his face. The hallboy who had brought him the card burst into fits of laughter. "You little hooligan!" gasped Perkins. Per-kins. "What the" "Why, what's the matter?" "Matter!" spluttered Perkins. "Do you remember that bragging, swanking swank-ing American who left here last week? I waited on him hand and foot, and when lie left he said he wouldn't Insult In-sult me by offering me a few paltry shillings, but would send me a note when he got to town." "Has he sent you a banknote, then?" asked the boy. "Not much !" gasped the Infuriated waiter. "It's a picture postcard of a monkey, and the note underneath reads : 'Thy bright smile and winning ways haunt me still !' " London Tit-Bits. |