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He fixed Paddock with his eyeglass, just like a British officer, asked him about the Boer War, and slung out at me a lot of stuff about imaginary pals. Paddock couldn't learn to call me 'Sir', but he 'sirred' Scudder as if his life depended on it. I left him with the newspaper and a box of cigars, and went down to the City till luncheon. When I got back the lift-man had an important face.
"Yessir. With the bus, sir?" "With the bus. Here's sixpence." He took a coin out of the bag, locked it, and gave the key to George. "And keep an eye on this bag, my boy. You will then come back and wait for us let me see outside Piccadilly Tube Station in Jermyn Street." "Yessir." The Major and George entered the North London station and proceeded to the lift. "Tickets!" demanded the lift-man.
Was it not weakness that he should be writing the first letter? But Barbara was probably writing to him at this moment, writing or asking for his number. . . . The night lift-man was bribed to post the letter, because Eric dared not leave the telephone. He sat by it trembling as though with fever, while eleven o'clock struck . . . and midnight . . . and one . . . and three . . . and five. . . .
They descended together in Hugo's private lift, direct from the dome; the Medical and Pharmaceutical Department was on the ground-floor. Simon acted as lift-man, and slammed the grill when they emerged. 'Just open that again, Si, Albert requested him. 'Why? What's up? 'Just open it.
Hansoms passed with schoolboys just home for the Easter holidays, four-wheelers outward bound, with bicycles and perambulators atop; none that rode in them were half so happy as I, with the great load on my cab, but the greater one off my heart. At Mount Street it just went into the lift; that was a stroke of luck; and the lift-man and I between us carried it into my flat.
The lift-man was equally eager to procure one, but again Jan defeated his desire and walked out into the hot street. Somehow she couldn't bear "The Garden of Khama" just then. It was Hugo Tancred's favourite verse, and was among the few books Fay appeared to possess, Fay who was lying in the English cemetery, and so glad to be there ... at twenty-five.
Unconsciously she stiffened her back and squared her shoulders, and looked very tall and straight as she stood beside Peter Ledgard in the entrance. The pretty colour he had admired when he met her had faded from her cheeks, and the face under the shady hat looked grave and older. Peter said something to the smiling lift-man in an extremely dirty dhoti who stood salaaming in the entrance.
The lift-man bowed his head, inarticulately muttering, and the officers passed into the lift, having created a certain amount of interest among the other passengers. The Major was tranquillized in a moment. They came to the surface again at Piccadilly Circus, where at the lift a similar scene occurred. "Do you know anything about pyjamas?" said the Major. "Well, sir " "I never wear them myself.
Like so many German officers who go to America, in his time he had been everything waiter, lift-man, engine-driver and heaven knows what else, but when I met him he was apparently well-off. It was only later on that I knew he was one of your principal secret agents in America.
I ought to have waited. When I was in the lift I wanted to get out, but the lift-man was too quick for me. And then on the platforms well, there was such a crowd it was useless! I knew it was useless. And you not having my address either! I wondered whatever you would think of me." "My dear lady!" he protested. "I can assure you I blamed only myself. My hat blew off, and "
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