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If you cared for the artistic you could go through a salon like the Piper of Hamelin with a queue of gentlemen reaching back into the corridors of infinity. Instead of which you wear mannish clothes, do your hair in a Bath-bun, and permit men the privilege of equality. Oh, la, la! A man is no longer useful when one ceases to mystify him."

Immediately Toscato held him with a fiery eye, as though enraged, and, going up to him, took eight court cards from Henry's sleeve, a lady's garter from his waistcoat pocket, and a Bath-bun out of his mouth. The audience received this professional joke in excellent part, and, indeed, roared its amusement.

Henry blushed, would have given all the money he had on him some ninety pounds to be back in the stalls, and felt a hot desire to explain to everyone that the cards, the Bath-bun, and especially the garter, had not really been in his possession at all.

Private Biggs, who had brought his sparkling limado and a bath-bun with him from the other table, took a sip of the former, and embarked upon his narrative. "I am employed, sir," he said, "as a sort of junior clerk and office-boy by Mr. Solly Quhayne, the music-hall agent." Clarence tapped his brow thoughtfully; then his face cleared. "I remember.

"I simply do not believe you. A man is never so useful as when he moves in the dark. Women were born to mystify. Some of us do it one way some in another. If you wear mannish clothes and a Bath-bun, it is because they become you extraordinarily well and because they form a disguise more complete and mystifying than anything else you could assume." "A disguise!" "Exactly.

He is not fool enough even to hope for one of those glistering masterpieces of frosted sugar and silk flowers, which rise to pinnacles of snowy sweetness, white mountains of blessedness, rich inside, they say, with untold treasures for the tooth that is sweet. No! he craves nothing but a simple Bath-bun of happiness, and even that is denied him. Would I ever find my Bath-bun?

"I'll be bound you've had no dinner," she said sulkily, as she placed the tea before him on a chair cleared with difficulty from some of the student's litter that filled the room. "All the more reason for tea," said Meynell, seizing thirstily on the teapot. "And you're quite mistaken, Anne. I had a magnificent bath-bun at the station." "Much good you'll get out of that!" was the scornful reply.

It's only I'm peckish. Very peckish, though. I could eat let me see what I could eat: I could eat a lobster-salad, and two dozen oysters, and a lump of cake, and a wing and a leg of a chicken if it was a spring chicken, with watercreases round it and a Bath-bun, and a sandwich; and in fact I don't know what I couldn't eat, except just that crust in the cupboard.