The Night Of The Angle Of Projectory
Chapter Seven
Artemus Gordon was finding the restaurant lively. As compared to the Fort and the residents looking like zombies. There hasn't been any answers as to what is going on with them. Eventually once his partner James West and himself are ready to investigate the matter.
Two of the school teachers leaving the restaurant to pay the food bills. The y had noticed Artemus sitting in the corner while passing with a smile on both of there faces. He was liking this place so much. Even though he's not going to flirt due to the fact he's married with a child.
The waitress comes on over to ask her customer on what he's interested in today. "Young lady I will have the steak medium well with mash potatoes smothered in onions along with the string beans. As for a drink I will have a beer on tap on what ever is available today. That's it for now...later I will have a dessert with the usual apple pie that I love a great deal."
"Great choices sir. I will go get your beer before turning in your order to the kitchen." She leaves after finishing writing down the order.
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The president was having a hard time trying to get down his dinner in the drawing room. He had asked the butler Jerome to bring it into the drawing room. It's been awhile since he's been inside here to relax. Jerome had asked the president on what type of drink he would like to have with his dinner.
"Jerome, I will have a Sherry if possible!" He says with bringing the tray over to start eating the roasted chicken, rice and mixed veggies with gravy and rye bread with margarine.
Jerome went into the corner for where all of the liquors, wines and sherry's were being held. Jerome had earlier had brought them inside once he knew that the president would be having dinner instead of the dining room. After a moment of putting the sherry into the small glass. Jerome walked over to the president trying to dig into his food. However he was more interested in the drink to calm his frey nerves of late.
Today he was lucky that no threatening letters were received at the White House. He was hoping that Secret Service agent James West was feeling better after receiving the news from other agents working on the grounds. However he hasn't heard from Artemus Gordon since he was able to bring his partner to the doctors.
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Doctor Martins had climbed the stairs to the third floor to check on his patient to make sure he didn't have any side effects from the fall of his horse bucking. He was too old for all this climbing up and down the stairs. None of his helpers were around with it being seven o' clock at night.
Artemus had told him that he was walking over to the restaurant to have his dinner. He had his already with a juicy hamburger with the works and curly fries for which he made himself for a change.
Knocking on James West's door. Doctor Martins heard a voice telling him to come on in. Opening the door knob, he sees the secret service agent sitting up in spite the fact his face was a little bit ashen. "How are you this evening Mr. West?" He asked with coming over to use his hand to check his forehead for a temperature.
"A little warm Doc. I must have a fever to feel this way." West croaked out with the reply.
"I will go downstairs to get my bag and give you pills to help to get the fever down. Plus I will get a pitcher of ice and place inside a cloth and have it lower your temperature on your forehead. I will be back as quick as possible Mr. West. Please lay down and place all of the blankets over you to help with the fever." Doctor Martins suggested with the blankets.