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'A trifle elaborate, sir, is it not? he said. Rollo thumped the counterpane. 'I knew you'd say that. That's what nine fellows out of ten would say. They'd want to rush it. I tell you, Wilson, old scout, you can't rush it. Wilson brooded awhile, his mind back in the passionate past. 'In Market Bumpstead, sir 'What the deuce is Market Bumpstead?
'It seems to me, he said, 'they know a thing or two down in Market Bumpstead. 'A very rising little place, sir, assented Wilson. I have found it necessary to touch the thing up a little here and there, for writers in those days were weak in construction. Their idea of telling a story was to take a long breath and start droning away without any stops or dialogue till the thing was over.
'A village, sir, where I lived until I came to London. 'Well? 'In Market Bumpstead, sir, the prevailing custom was to escort the young lady home from church, buy her some little present some ribbons, possibly next day, take her for a walk, and kiss her, sir.
I hope he'll bring you luck. Oh, Wilson! 'Sir? 'Touching this little business don't answer if it's a delicate question, but I should like to know I suppose you didn't try the schedule. What? More the Market Thingummy method, eh? The one you described to me? 'Market Bumpstead, sir? said Wilson. 'On those lines. Rollo nodded thoughtfully.
Wilson's voice, as he unfolded these devices of the dashing youth of Market Bumpstead, had taken on an animation quite unsuitable to a conscientious valet. He gave the impression of a man who does not depend on idle rumour for his facts. His eye gleamed unprofessionally for a moment before resuming its habitual expression of quiet introspection. Rollo shook his head.
"If it's light enough for them to fight," said their editors remorselessly, "it's light enough for you to watch them." And out they had to go. They had a perfectly miserable time. Edgar Wallace seems to have lost his way almost at once. He was found two days later in an almost starving condition at Steeple Bumpstead. How he got there nobody knows.
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