”
“Pick you up at 4:00? My parents would like to invite
you to my house for dinner. ‘Help yourself, Hilary. “They have just
taken this house from Lady Cellender. But, you see, I’m smirched. Both started. Anyhow, they didn’t run about so much. Better even than these. Utter silence
answered him. "What do you want with me?"
"A word in private," replied the other. ”
Horace, the manservant, transformed now into the semblance of a correctly
garbed waiter, threw open the door. "Close the doors below! Loose the dogs! Curses!
they don't hear me! I'll ring the alarm-bell. His
shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were
stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his
head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged
hat. I feel at moments as though I could bolt
for it.
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