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Wodehouse, P. G. (Pelham Grenville), 1881-1975

"The Coming of Bill"

Coming round
and interfering!"
"Got _your_ goat, has she?" commented Steve, interested. "She's
what you'd call a tough proposition, that dame. I used to have my eye
on her all the time in the old days, waiting for her to start
something. But say, I'd like to see this nursery you've been talking
about. Take me up and let me lamp it."
Keggs shook his head.
"I daren't, Mr. Dingle. It 'ud be as much as my place is worth."
"But, darn it! I'm the kid's godfather."
"That wouldn't make no difference to that Porter. She'd pick on me just
the same. But, if you care to risk it, Mr. Dingle, I'll show you where
it is. You'll find the young person up there. She'll tell you more
about the child's 'abits and daily life than I can."
"Good enough," said Steve.
He had not seen Mamie for some time, and absence had made the heart
grow fonder. It embittered him that his meetings with her were all too
rare nowadays. She seemed to have abandoned the practice of walking
altogether, for, whenever he saw her now she was driving in the
automobile with Bill. Keggs' information about the new system threw
some light upon this and made him all the more anxious to meet her now.
It was a curious delusion of Steve's that he was always going to pluck
up courage and propose to Mamie the very next time he saw her. This had
gone on now for over two years, but he still clung to it.


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