around the Plaza.

"There's the Stevenson memorial ship in the centre, see; and right
there, where the flagstaff is, General Baker made the funeral
oration over the body of Terry. Broderick killed him in a duel--
or was it Terry killed Broderick? I forget which. Anyhow, right
opposite, where that pawnshop is, is where the Overland stages
used to start in '49. And every other building that fronts on the
Plaza, even this one we're in now, used to be a gambling-house in
bonanza times; and, see, over yonder is the Morgue and the City
Prison."

They turned back into the room, and a great, fat Chinaman brought
them tea on Condy's order. But besides tea, he brought dried
almonds, pickled watermelon rinds, candied quince, and "China
nuts."

Travis cut the cheese into cubes with Condy's penknife, and
arranged the cubes in geometric figures upon the crackers.

"But, Condy," she complained, "why in the world did you get so
many crackers? There's hundreds of them here--enough to feed a
regiment. Why didn't you ask me?"

"Huh! what? what? I don't know. What's the matter with the
crackers? You were dickering with the cheese, and the man said,
'How many crackers?' I didn't know. I said, 'Oh, give me a
quarter's worth!'"

"And we couldn't possibly have eaten ten cents' worth! Oh, Condy,