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They entered the cab, and as it moved off, "What is Liberty's?" asked Flamby. "The place for rummy furniture," explained Don. "Nobody else could possibly provide the things for your den. The Aunt once had a cottage in Devon furnished by Liberty and it was the most perfect gem of a cottage one could imagine." "Was she very well off once?" "The Aunt?
She had a wonderful profile, though. "Lady Florence and I are engaged, Jeeves," I said. "Indeed, sir?" You know, there was a kind of rummy something about his manner. Perfectly all right and all that, but not what you'd call chirpy. It somehow gave me the impression that he wasn't keen on Florence. Well, of course, it wasn't my business.
What ship is that?" "There's no ship," said I. "Do be sensible, old chap." "No ship!" he repeated, and seemed to forget my denial forthwith. "I suppose," said he, slowly, "we're both dead. But the rummy part is I feel just as though I still had a body. Don't get used to it all at once, I suppose. The old shop was struck by lightning, I suppose. Jolly quick thing, Bellows eigh?"
And ever since the lawyer slipped the stuff into my hand, whispering "It's yours!" life seems to have been one thing after another. For instance, the dashed rummy case of dear old Archie. I first ran into old Archie when he was studying in Paris, and when he came back to London he looked me up, and we celebrated. He always liked me because I didn't mind listening to his theories of Art.
It was his creed, it was his religion, it was his composition; it was the whole nature and basis and foundation of the man as it had been storing up within him all his life, ever since he was the rummy, thoughtful sort of beggar he used to be as a kid at old Wickamote's thirty years ago. It got me, I can tell you. It made me feel funny.
Felt I'd got rather friendly with old Sabre on my last visit so as soon as I could toddled off to the office to look him up. Felt quite sure he'd be back there again by now. But he wasn't. He wasn't, and when I began inquiring for him found there seemed to be some rummy mystery about his absence. Like this. Some sort of a clerk was in the shop as I went in. 'Mr. Sabre upstairs, eh? I asked. 'No.
"Well, I mean to say, you know," said Archie, in a propitiatory voice, emerging from his lair like a tortoise and smiling as winningly as a man can who has just bumped his head against the leg of a bed, "I suppose all this seems fairly rummy, but " "For the love of Mike!" said Miss Silverton. The point seemed to Archie well taken and the comment on the situation neatly expressed.
"Certain of it." "What's the first name?" An anxious expression came into the man's eyes. He hesitated. He lowered his voice. "I have a horrible feeling that it's Lancelot!" "Good God!" said Archie. "It couldn't really be that, could it?" Archie looked grave. He hated to give pain, but he felt he must be honest. "It might," he said. "People give their children all sorts of rummy names.
Day's clerk caught the end of the keg to turn it out of my hands and on the other side of it was Jim Gano, the marshal, who I think hauled all the divekeepers' goods to them. He was a Republican and in with the whiskey ring and a "rummy" himself. I then placed a foot on each side of the keg and held it firm with both feet and hands.
You ought to be proud of him!" He turned in friendly fashion to Washy. "Rummy we should meet again like this! Never dreamed I should find you here. And, by Jove, it's absolutely marvellous how fit you look after yesterday. I had a sort of idea you would be groaning on a bed of sickness and all that." There was a strange gurgling sound in the background. It resembled something getting up steam.
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