A silent shod waiter came and placed the coffee things at his elbow. He
didn't heed. The waiter poured a demi-tasse, and inquiringly lifted a
lump of sugar in the silver tongs. Still Mr. Grimm didn't heed. At last
the waiter deposited the sugar on the edge of the fragile saucer, and
moved away as silently as he had come. A newspaper which Mr. Grimm had
placed on the end of the table when he sat down, rattled a little as a
breeze from the open window caught it, then the top sheet slid off and
fell to the floor. Mr. Grimm was still staring out the window.
Slowly the room behind him was thinning of its crowd as the
theater-bound diners went out in twos and threes. The last of these
disappeared finally, and save for Mr. Grimm there were not more than a
dozen persons left in the place. Thus for a few minutes, and then the
swinging doors leading from the street clicked, and a gentleman entered.
He glanced around, as if seeking a seat near a window, then moved along
in Mr. Grimm's direction, between the rows of tables. His gaze lingered
on Mr. Grimm for an instant, and when he came opposite he stooped and
picked up the fallen newspaper sheet.
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