The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1937-10-04


Onions. Jumbo Asparagus Hol
landaise. Waldorf Salad. Saltec
Nuts, Friandises." She paused
BISCUIT Tortoni. Demi Tasse. After
Dinner MINIS"
who told you BISCUIT Tor
tomb"
Il thought it would be best"
MY dear Vivian, am I correct
in assuming that am still maltre
d'hotel of the Spencer Plaza and
that you are my secretary? Yes?
Then, why do we have BISCUIT Tor
toni where I want an Ice Cream
Bombe?"
Miss Hartman had distressing
habit of becoming more lovely as
her annoyance mounted.
Mr.. Silbani, if I had put down
Bonnie you would have made it
Tortoni. You never agree with
me-"
FINE DINNER
For your information, and
Mario's mustache twitched lndlg'
nantly-"this is the new District
Attorneys testimonial dinner
They are paying five dollars a
plate. They are entitled to an Ice
Cream Bombe and I shall give
them one. will be superb. untor'
gettable." ...
"Unforgettable is right. After
that menu! Give them a Bomoe
and they'll really blow up"
mo. l shall blow up. You lack
the imagination for this business.
When you marry me you can make
the menus at home"
"Au right. J. don't have mag
nation. I'd need plenty to picture
myself cooking for you"
This is to much" Mario rose
dramatically from his desk. you
are a good girl, vi, but there are
two things you do not understand
Love and menus
His handsome face wore the
mask of an unrequited lover. i go
to the pastry chef. He will make
the District Attorney an Ice Cream
Bombe in seven flavors and on II
a beautiful woman holding the
scales of justice. They will call 1t
Inspiration eh?" -,
Il would call it indigestion,
said Miss Hartman.
Mario Silbani was in such gooc
spirits on the night of the Distrlc,
Attorneys dinner that he proposed
to Miss Hartman each time he re
turned from the kitchen.
Vivian" Mario declared attel
his third trip and his third refusal
Il went down to the chef with q
broken heart, but when he shoWec
me the fish it began to heal.
And you should see the woman
on the ice cream. I do not know
which of you looks more delicious.
The District Attorneys dinner
had progressed beyond the STEAK
and salad to the speeches.
Mario called Arnold. the head
waiter, to his side. Have your
men ready. When the District At
torney finishes his speech and sits
down-instantly-they will march
in with Ice Cream Bombe and pa
rade to the head table.
Give them their orders. They
come in as soon as the District
Attorney sits down. No slip-up
now"
He turned to Vivian at his side.
Who is that introducing the
District Attorney" she asked.
TO PASS SENTENCE
"It's Judge Bennett. He's the
one who passes sentence on Al
Terrone, tomorrow"
"Terrone?"
THE gangster. The fellow they
let out on twenty thousand dollars
bail"
Twenty thousand! How could
anyone steal so much money!"
"Terrone doesn't do any stealing
He's the top man. Half the big
shots here tonight owe their jobs
to him and his mob"
Maybe Judge Bennett is making
them uncomfortable"
mo. Mario. blame it on your
dinner. Judge Bennett or anybody
else in here can't stop Terrone. We
have plenty of public enemies. but
no public heroes"
What are you worrying about
these things for? Even if I do
not happen to be a hero, you'll
have plenty of -"
wait minute, Mario. I'm
wrong. It's not your dinner that's
making our leading citizen squirm.
Look. In the first box over there.
You see the bland fellow with the
two dark girls?"
Eyes. So WHAT"
"So-this is costing five dol.
lars a plate. isn't it?"
of course, but it's worth
more"
you bet it is. That guys
ticket cost twenty thousand. He's
AL Terrone."
a.. We lack but one thing to
stamp out crime in our city and
that is the office holders personal
interest in law enforcement"
The voice of the District Attor,
ney came clearly through the loud
speakers in the ballroom.
1--WE are to quick to parole toe