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Once, disturbed by Holloway's removing his empty plate, he told her that he had seen a dog-fox on Windy Ridge; again, when Holloway handed the cheese-straws to him, he told her that Merry Belle's black colt had a cold. Her two replies, "Oh, did you?" and "Has he?" appeared to fall on deaf ears. He did not continue either conversation. Then Lord Loudwater broke into an eloquent monologue.
Wilkins had poured out a glass of port for both of them to drink with their cheese-straws. Lord Loudwater finished his cheese-straws, took a long sip from his glass, rolled it lovingly over his tongue, gulped it down with a hideous grimace, banged down his fist on the table, and roared in a terrible, anguished voice: "It's corked! It's corked! It's that scoundrel Hutchings!
I want cheese-straws, and I shall sit here till I get them or till the whole of London zigzags round me." "I say," said Peter to their waitress, "if you possibly can, fetch us cheese-straws now. Not too many, but quickly. Can you? The lady won't go without them, and something must be done." "Wouldn't the management wait if you telephoned, Peter dear?" inquired Julie sarcastically.
I shall simply take prints from all of you and eliminate them." "Of course; you can get at it that way," said Mr. Manley. They were silent while Holloway set the cheese-straws on the table. When he had left the room Mr. Flexen said in a casual tone: "You don't happen to know whether Lord Loudwater was mixed up with any woman in the neighbourhood?" Mr.
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