Philip Curtiss, Mummers in Mufti — Chapter 32 (1922)
“ Even the lobby offered no consolation as, in truth, it seldom offered much to Harcourt or Israels. Not a soul was in sight except the Boston version of Oliver who was yawning behind his brass grill. With one of those inane impulses which seize men in moments of crowded loneliness Bellsmith wandered over to the little glass window, asked for a telegraph blank, and wrote a message to Dr. MacVickar: Success to all appearances, but feeling rather lost. ”
