An American stopping at a London hotel rang several times for
attendance, but no one answered. He started for the office in an
angry mood, which was not improved when he found that the “lift” was
not running. Descending two flights of stairs, he met one of the
chambermaids.
“What’s the matter with this dashed hotel?” he growled. “No one to
answer your call and no elevator running.”
“Well, you see, sir,” said the maid, “the Zeps were reported and we
were all ordered to the cellar for safety.”
“——!” ejaculated the American. “I was on the fifth floor and I wasn’t
warned.”
“No, sir,” was the bland reply, “but you see, sir, you don’t come under
the Employers’ Liability Act, sir.”