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Updated: June 3, 2025
'What? growled Penfentenyou. 'Nothing, said the Agent-General, squeezing my hand affectionately. 'Only we have just found out that we are brothers. 'Exactly, said Mr. Lingnam. 'That's what I've been trying to lead up to. We're all brothers. D'you realise that fifteen years ago such a conversation as we're having would have been unthinkable? The Empire wouldn't have been ripe for it.
'What's the matter with lunching by the roadside here? said Penfentenyou. 'We've got the lunch-basket. 'Haven't you ever heard of Sumtner Barton ales? I demanded, and be became the administrator at once, saying, 'I see! Lingnam can drive us in and we'll get some, while Holford' this was the hireling chauffeur, whose views on beer we knew not 'lays out lunch here.
'Then tell him he mustn't undress in my hall, said a voice from the stair-head. 'Tell her Lingnam began. 'Come and look at the pretty suit I've chosen, Penfentenyou cooed, as one cajoling a maniac. I staggered out-of-doors again, and fell into the car, whose ever-running machinery masked my yelps and hiccups.
As Holford got out the lunch-basket, a detachment of Regular troops on manoeuvres swung down the baking road. 'Ah! said Mr. Lingnam, the monthly-magazine roll in his voice. 'All Europe is an armed camp, groaning, as I remember I once wrote, under the weight of its accoutrements. 'Oh, hop in and drive, cried Penfentenyou. 'We want that beer! It made no difference. Mr.
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