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I, however, know that it was due to a certain secret colorless liquid with which the gum upon the envelope I had addressed to myself had been painted over by Duperré. The old gentleman had licked it, and within five minutes he had fallen unconscious. When he was sufficiently well to be shown his dispatch-box he grew frantic.
At length, muttering a comment upon the epistle's efflorescent style, he refolded the document, and committed it to his dispatch-box in company with a play-bill and an invitation to a wedding the latter of which had for the last seven years reposed in the self-same receptacle and in the self-same position.
They drove away together while the secretary was at his labour of sorting the heap of autobiographical scraps in a worn dispatch-box, pen and pencil jottings tossed to swell the mess when they had relieved an angry reminiscence. He noticed, heedlessly at the moment, feminine handwriting on some few clear sheets among them. Next day he was alone in the library.
Mechanically he unlocked his dispatch-box. "By Rec'd from Miss Vanstone," wrote the captain, with a gloomy brow, "Two hundred pounds." "You won't be angry with me?" said Mrs. Wragge, looking timidly at her husband through her tears. "I want a word of comfort, captain. Oh, do tell me, when shall I see her again?" The captain closed the book, and answered in one inexorable word: "Never!"
It is the fact that for no offence at all I have been cast into prison, and treated like a dog, and deprived of my papers and dispatch-box and all my property. Save me if you can." Again clasping the old man's knees, he bedewed them with his tears.
Quackenboss carried a small brown paper parcel in her hands in which, under the circumstances, we had little difficulty in recognising Charles's dispatch-box, loosely enveloped. Then I knew how it was done. The chambermaid, loitering about the room for a tip, was Mrs. Quackenboss!
"My lord," said Kimberley, as he met the earl of Windgall outside the London hotel where the earl was staying, "can you give me a very few minutes?" "Certainly," said his lordship. "You are not well?" he added, with solicitude. He had brought a dispatch-box with him; he put it on the table and slowly unlocked it. The earl's heart beat violently as he looked once more upon the precious documents.
Lanyard rose and stood over the desk, investigating the contents of the dispatch-box. The collection of magnificent stones seemed to tally accurately with his mental memoranda of the descriptions furnished by Eve de Montalais. "This seems to be right," he said quietly, and closed the box. The automatic lock snapped fast. "Now what do you say, brother dear?"
It must wade and burrow and climb, Nicky. It must have caterpillar wheels " "By Jove, of course it must," said Nicky, as if the idea had struck him for the first time. "What have you got there?" said Drayton finally as Nicky rose and picked up his dispatch-box. "Anything interesting? "No," said Nicky. "Mostly estimates."
"Fellow Scorpers," he said, "I mean you chaps, look here, I'm not much at this dispatch-box business, but hem I want to say that I regard Kathleen with feelings of iridescent emotion. I feel sure that she is a pronounced brunette and that the Blue Flapper we all used to see at the East Ocker is nowhere. Hem.
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