"Lord, if I can only remember to write it exactly
as you told it!" He jumped to his feet. "
"I shall require them as well," rejoined Sheppard; "and your boots. “No Christmas dinner,” she said, “or anything nice! One doesn’t even know
what you are doing. "What has happened?" asked Sister Prudence. This is your room. “Why, among other things, did I put my knuckles in his neck—deliberately to
hurt him?”
She tried to sound the humorous note. Sheppard's habitation terminated a row of old ruinous buildings, called
Wheeler's Rents; a dirty thoroughfare, part street, and part lane, running from
Mint Street, through a variety of turnings, and along the brink of a deep kennel,
skirted by a number of petty and neglected gardens in the direction of Saint
George's Fields. "Well, what can you expect, guzzling poison like that?
Are you returning with us to Hong-Kong in the morning?"
"No. He fended these things off from him with the
rump of his fourth piece of cake. It creaked slightly. No
doubt that was due to his helplessness.
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