adjust our stomachs to the chef’s timetable!” Conseil replied serenely.
“There you go again, Conseil my friend!” the impatient Canadian shot back. “You never allow yourself any displays of bile or attacks of nerves! You’re everlastingly calm! You’d say your after-meal grace even if you didn’t get any food for your before-meal blessing—and you’d starve to death rather than complain!”
“What good would it do?” Conseil asked.
adjust our stomachs to the chef’s timetable!” Conseil replied serenely.
“There you go again, Conseil my friend!” the impatient Canadian shot back. “You never allow yourself any displays of bile or attacks of nerves! You’re everlastingly calm! You’d say your after-meal grace even if you didn’t get any food for your before-meal blessing—and you’d starve to death rather than complain!”
“What good would it do?” Conseil asked.
