"Diligence,
coupe, morning."
"I--want--two seats--in--coupe. If I can't get them, two--in
--banquette."
"Yaas banquette, coupe,--yaas, diligence."
"Do you understand? Two seats, diligence, Simplon, morning. Will
you get them?"
"Oh, yaas! morning, diligence. Yaas, sirr."
"Hang the fellow! Where is the office?" And the gentleman left the
spry little waiter bobbing about in the middle of the street,
speaking English, but probably comprehending nothing that was said to
him. I inquired the way to the office of the conductor: it was
closed, but would soon be open, and I waited; and at length the
official, a stout Frenchman, appeared, and I secured places in the
interior, the only ones to be had to Visp. I had seen a diligence at
the door with three places in the coupe, and one perched behind; no
banquette. The office is brightly lighted; people are waiting to
secure places; there is the usual crowd of loafers, men and women,
and the Frenchman sits at his desk. Enter the American.
"I want two places in coupe, in the morning. Or banquette. Two
places, diligence." The official waves him off, and says something.
"What does he say?"
"He tells you to sit down on that bench till he is ready."
Soon the Frenchman has run over his big waybills, and turns to us.
"I want two places in the diligence, coupe," etc, etc, says the
American.
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