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Is he where? Him to see  anybody  where?" Not a soul moved a hand to help me. IS HE WHERE HIM TO SEE ANYBODY WHERE NOT A SOUL MOVED A HAND TO HELP ME
nd putting me off that way. They had got to understand it this time. This was no mere question of coffee and rolls; this was a serious business. I would make that waiter understand my Scandinavian, if I had to hammer it into his head with his own coffee-pot! I seized him by the arm, and, in Scandinavian that must have been quite pathetic in its tragic fervour, I asked him if he had seen my friend--my friend B. The man only stared. I grew desperate. I shook him. I said: "My friend--big, great, tall, large--is he where? Have you him to see where? Here?" (I had to put it that way because Scandinavian grammar is not a strong point with me, and my knowledge of the verbs is as yet limited to the present tense of the infinitive mood. Besides, this was no time to worry about grace of style.) A crowd gathered round us, attracted by the man's terrified expression. I appealed to them generally. I said: "My friend B.--head, red--boots, yellow, brown, gold--coat, little squares--nose, much, large!   THAT THEY DID NOT UNDERSTAND THEIR OWN LANGUAGE AND PUTTING ME OFF THAT WAY THEY HAD GOT TO UNDERSTAND IT THIS TIME THIS WAS NO MERE QUESTION OF COFFEE AND ROLLS THIS WAS A SERIOUS BUSINESS I WOULD MAKE THAT WAITER UNDERSTAND MY SCANDINAVIAN IF I HAD TO HAMMER IT INTO HIS HEAD WITH HIS OWN COFFEE POT I SEIZED HIM BY THE ARM AND IN SCANDINAVIAN THAT MUST HAVE BEEN QUITE PATHETIC IN ITS TRAGIC FERVOR I ASKED HIM IF HE HAD SEEN MY FRIEND MY FRIEND B THE MAN ONLY STARED I GREW DESPERATE I SHOOK HIM I SAID MY FRIEND BIG GREAT TALL LARGE IS HE WHERE HAVE YOU HIM TO SEE WHERE HERE I HAD TO PUT IT THAT WAY BECAUSE SCANDINAVIAN GRAMMAR IS NOT A STRONG POINT WITH ME AND MY KNOWLEDGE OF THE VERBS IS AS YET LIMITED TO THE PRESENT TENSE OF THE INFINITIVE MOOD BESIDES THIS WAS NO TIME TO WORRY ABOUT GRACE OF STYLE A CROWD GATHERED ROUND US ATTRACTED BY THE MAN'S TERRIFIED EXPRESSION I APPEALED TO THEM GENERALLY I SAID MY FRIEND B HEAD RED BOOTS YELLOW BROWN GOLD COAT LITTLE SQUARES NOSE MUCH LARGE 
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