El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1913-09-23

Still SICK ana dizzy from the rOuSn
Channel trip, her one desire was to
get to a hotel and lie down.
Hotel GTos9enor" on his cap picked
up their suit cases and led the way
through the great crowded station,
As they entered the vaulted lobby
of the Grosvenor, Helen was instantly
impressed with the dignity and spa
ciousness of the place, and the air of
rather gloomy grandeur, typical Of
/ the older London hotel
This is one of the Gordon houses,
commented Warren with a critical
glance around Ought to be pretty
ANY trunks, sir" asked the porter.
'If you give me your checks I'll get
them passed by the customs and
brought right up to your room"
Wait till 1 see about ROOM and
( Warren strobe over to the desk, while
Helen, feeling that she could not keep
up much longer, sank into one of the
massive leather chairs.
ITS all right" as he came toward
her followed by boy with jang-
! ling key. We can't get a bath, but
we've got a good sized room Jove. it
} seems good to be in a country where
/ you can speak the language
A Typical Room.
Up the lift, down through the long,
| wide hall with its heavy red carpet,
| and the boy unlocked the door of
/ "14I-A"
! 1t was a typical London hotel room.
very Big nlgn celnnSeQ ana gloomy.
( There was the inevitable two marble
| topped wash stands, side by side, and
/ the furniture was of the heavy black
walnut and red plush period
| TIL have your trunks right uTh
| sir said the porter as he put down
| their hand baggage and hurried out.
! AS the door closed after him Helen
] threw herself across the foot CT the
bed. She had taken off her hat, but
! not her coat or gloves Her pallor
J and limp relaxness showed her COM
] plete exhaustion
Got no time to lie there" frOwned
Warren, as he opened up his suit
| case took out his brushes and a fresh
collar. We've got to wash up and
/ get some dinner. It's almost eight
"Oh, I don't want any dinner-I
/ couldn't eat a thing" moaned Helen.
I just want to go to bed"
Nonsense, you haven't had anything
to eat since brea kfast. What you want
is a square meal. Wen go down to
! Simpsons and get some good plain
English fOod-none of your French a
Ia but a good thick grilled chop and
a bottle of stout. Thatn set you up
/ all right"
"Oh. dear. I couldn'tr' weakly pull
ing off her gloves. 7 couldn't go out
OF here again tonight You can go, and
I'll have them bring me a little broth
and go to bed"
Now see here, there's no sense in
giving way like that Of course you
feel bad Feel rotten myself, but I
tell you what you want is food We
could get dinner here, but a hotel res
taurant can't touch simpsons for plain,
nOurishing food. Come on, nOW-freSh-
en- up I'll get taxi and We'll be there
in five minutes"
Helen rose dizzily from her bed. How
could she go? 1t was cruel of Warren
to drag her out again.
tap at the door and maid came
in with a tin of hot water and towels
other Orders.
Anything else, sir2"
Yes we'll both want bath tonight
How about your bathrooms here?'
asked Warren.
There's only one on this floor, sir.
sir
only one on a floor" muttered
Warren, as the girl went out That's
English for you. Wait, I'll open that"
for Helen was trying weakly to open
her dressing case.
Half an hour later, washed and
freshened up, they started for Simp-
BY Jove, it's good to be in London
againi Wish we could stay here
week. exclaimed Warren, as he gazed
out the taxicab window.
Helen loved street scenes and would
have reveled in this night ride through
London had she been we'll. But now
she leaned back with half closed eyes
Why had she let Warren force her to
come out again? What If she should be
i'll tOmorrOw-so i'll that they could
not sail2 She felt as though she was
on the verge of a serious sickness
Dear, feel my head-don't you
think I'm feverish?" lifting Warren's
hand to her forehead.
No, cool as a cucumber. I tell you
nothing's the matter with you except
you're hungry. Just wait till you get
something to eat All, were in the
Strand now. Look out, you don't want
to miss this"
At any other time Helen would
have been hanging out the cab win
dow, drinking in the lights and
crowds, but now she leaned back list
lessly.
Here we are.P as Warren helped
her out before the most famous chop
house in London.
1t is a huge place with modern ad-
ditions,. but Warren made straight for
the main room, in the old part.
Helen was glad of the still-like ar
rangement of the seats, for there was
an air of seclusion in the leather
them from the gaze Of the other diners.
Bring a footstoOl and a glass of
sherry and bitters for the lady" de
mIanded Warren I'll take Scotch
highbalL Rush those on, and then |
I'll give you the order"
Dear, 1 don't want thing but !
chicken broth"
That's all right. You Just lean |
back there-Pu do the ordering"
The service at Simpsons Is prompt I
and efficient, and in very short time !
Two large grilled chops, smoking from /
the Goals; some freshly baked pota- {
toes with bursting jackets, and an |
order of drilled tomatoes were before /
them.
Warren cut up one Of the chops for /
Helen, opened huge potato and fixed 1
it up with butter and paprika-
There" pushing back her plate, /
I've hundred you that much; now /
pitch in
Everything was delicious. Perhaps
it was the change from the more fan |.
ely cooked Sishes in Paris that made
this dinner seem so good.
Helen began by tasting things gin
gerly, then she ate almost ravenously.
She was hungry It was humiliat-
hearty food-could make her feel bet
ter so quickly. But, Just now War
rem was too busy boiling his own
dinner to make triumphant remarks.
Two mugs of half-and-half'" he or
dered- 'And-hold on, there, waiter
any Bubble and Squeak tonight?
Yes, sir; it's on the specials.
"All right; bring on an order"
Bubble and Squeak? repeated
oil m crlicb dfcI, /