Miss Fenster went into the pub. Inside,to the right of the bar,there was a small,simple dining room. She sat herself down by the window and tried to order lunch. Her English was poor,however,and she could not make herself understood.
This was a very awkward situation because there was no menu that she could point to,and she was very hungry after walking all morning. Suddenly she had an idea. In the small hotels where she always stayed,the usual breakfast was bacon and eggs with mushrooms. She took out a piece of paper and a pencil and drew a simplepicture of a mushroom. The waiter looked at the drawing,said,“Ⅰgot you,”and went out of the room.
Miss Fenster was pleased and sat waiting hungrily for her lunch. But a few minutes later,when the waiter appeared again,he was not bringing a plate of hot food. He was holding an umbrella.
