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Flowing Gold

Creator: Beach, Rex Ellingwood, 1877-1949
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[Illustration: See p. 34 "I'M AWFULLY SORRY, TOO, DAD"] FLOWING GOLD By Rex Beach TO THE ONE WHOSE FAITH, ENTHUSIASM, AND DEVOTION CONSTITUTE A NEVER-FAILING SOURCE OF INSPIRATION, MY WIFE, SWEETHEART, AND PARTNER. FLOWING GOLD CHAPTER I Room service at the Ajax is of a quality befitting the newest, the largest, and the most expensive hotel in Dallas. While the standard of excellence is uniformly high, nevertheless some extra care usually attaches to a breakfast ordered from the Governor's suite--most elegant and most expensive of all the suites--hence the waiter checked over his card and made a final, fluttering
Escape, and Other Essays

Title: Escape and Other Essays Author: Arthur Christopher Benson Release Date: November, 2003 [Etext #4652] [Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule] [This file was first posted on February 20, 2002] Edition: 10 Language: English Character set encoding: ASCII The Project Gutenberg Etext of Escape and Other Essays by Arthur Christopher Benson ******This file should be named eoess10.txt or eoess10.zip****** Corrected EDITIONS of our etexts get a new NUMBER, eoess11.txt VERSIONS based on separate sources get new LETTER, eoess10a.txt
examination to be sure that the chilled fruit was chilled and that the hot plates were hot before he rapped on the door. A voice, loud and cheery, bade him enter. Would the gentleman wish his breakfast served in the parlor or --No, the gentleman would have it right in his bedroom; but first, where were his cigarettes? He hoped above all things that the waiter had not forgotten his cigarettes. Some people began their days with cold showers--nothing less than a cruel shock to a languid nervous system. An atrocious practice, the speaker called it--a relic of barbarism--a fetish of ignorance. Much preferable was a hygienic, stimulating cigarette which served the same purpose and left no deleterious aftereffects. The pajama-clad guest struck a light, inhaled with abundant satisfaction, and then cast a hungry eye over the contents of the rubber-tired breakfast table. He, too, tested the temperature of the melon and felt the cover of the toast plate. "Splendid!" he cried. "Nice rooms, prompt service, a pleasant-faced waiter. Why, I couldn't fare better in my best club. Thanks to you, my first impression of Dallas is wholly delightful." He seated himself in a padded boudoir chair, unfolded a snowy serviette and attacked his breakfast with the enthusiasm of a perfectly healthy animal.