Oscar Tschirky lost his job last week.
He was given notice that presently his services would no longer be required. He bowed as unctuously as if he were once again seating the Crown Prince of Siam at the dinner table, and said he was sorry.
Oscar is heavy, thickset, grave-eyed.
His bow, which has been the chief instrument of his profession, mingles in just the right quantities, elements of deference and cordiality. Many people the world around know of Oscar; many pretend they know him; a great many actually have come to know him during the...
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