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Thackeray, William Makepeace, 1811-1863

"The Best British Short Stories of 1922"


The long man started, looked up, closed his book, and jumped to his
feet as if galvanized to life.
"Of course, of course, of course," he cried hastily, and added, as by
an afterthought, "of course."
I may have shown a natural surprise at this almost choral response, for
he pulled himself together and became something more explicit.
"I'll see to it at once," he said hurriedly. "I'm--I'm the proprietor,
you know. You won't mind if we're--if we're a little upset. You see,
I--I've just moved in. Left me by an uncle, you know, an uncle in
Australia. I'll see to it at once. Anything you would like--specially
fancy? Bread and butter now, or cake perhaps? Will you take a seat--two
seats." (Tony had followed me in). "And look at yesterday's paper. Oh
yes, you can have tea--of course, of course, of course. Of----"
His words petered out, as he clattered off down a like-flagged passage.
I looked at Tony and raised my eyebrows.
"Seems a trifle mad," I said.
"How delightfully cool," said she, looking round the old-fashioned room
appraisingly, "and so clean! I think we'll stop.


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