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What is the call number of Mr. Summertrees? '140 Hyde Park. Hale at once called up Central, and presently was answered from Park Lane. We heard him say, 'Is this the residence of Mr. Summertrees? Oh, is that you, Podgers? Is Mr. Summertrees in? Very well. This is Hale. I am in Valmont's flat Imperial Flats you know. Yes, where you went with me the other day. Very well, go to Mr.
"A most dangerous and ignorant practitioner, my dear Pitt. I have providentially been the means of removing him from several houses: though in one or two instances I did not arrive in time. I could not save poor dear General Glanders, who was dying under the hands of that ignorant man dying. He rallied a little under the Podgers' pills which I administered to him; but alas! it was too late.
The two men's eyes met, and for a moment there was silence. 'The Duchess has left one of her gloves here, Lord Arthur, and has asked me to bring it to her, said Mr. Podgers finally. 'Ah, I see it on the sofa! Good evening. 'Mr. Podgers, I must insist on your giving me a straightforward answer to a question I am going to put to you. 'Another time, Lord Arthur, but the Duchess is anxious.
Isn't that the case. Podgers did not reply, but glanced at his chief. This was evidently a question pertaining to the service, which a subordinate was not allowed to answer. However, Hale said at once, 'Certainly. Podgers has been in dozens of places.
Now, if you'll come with me, Podgers, I'll show you how the trick is done. When he entered the study, I locked the door once more, and led the assumed butler, still tiptoeing through force of habit, up the stair into the top bedroom, and so out again, leaving everything exactly as we found it.
'Well, that is just what I do with my house every Thursday evening, cried Lady Windermere, laughing, 'only I like lions better than collie dogs. 'Your one mistake, Lady Windermere, said Mr. Podgers, with a pompous bow. 'If a woman can't make her mistakes charming, she is only a female, was the answer. 'But you must read some more hands for us. Come, Sir Thomas, show Mr.
The messenger turned towards him, and with a frown repeated the word more solemnly than before; then told his errand, which was, in brief, that the people of Kingston had been greatly terrified for some nights past by hideous revels, held by witches beneath the gibbet within a mile of the town, and related and deposed to by chance wayfarers who had passed within ear-shot of the spot; that the sound of their voices in their wild orgies had been plainly heard by many persons; that three old women laboured under strong suspicion, and that precedents had been consulted and solemn council had, and it was found that to identify the hags some single person must watch upon the spot alone; that no single person had the courage to perform the task; and that he had been despatched express to solicit John Podgers to undertake it that very night, as being a man of great renown, who bore a charmed life, and was proof against unholy spells.
'I don't just remember, sir. 'Ah, Podgers, you are neglecting the big things in that house. Sure you can't remember? 'No, sir. 'Once the money is in and the safe locked up, what does the clerk do? 'Goes to his room, sir. 'Where is this room? 'On the third floor, sir. 'Where do you sleep? 'On the fourth floor with the rest of the servants, sir. 'Where does the master sleep?
Podgers, brotherly tooth and nail. Here, were guide-books to the neighbouring antiquities, and eke the Lake country, in several dry and husky sorts; here, many physically and morally impossible heads of both sexes, for young ladies to copy, in the exercise of the art of drawing; here, further, a large impression of MR. SPURGEON, solid as to the flesh, not to say even something gross.
The captain never from the first took to me. "I am bothered enough with women, and don't want a brat in the cabin into the bargain," he growled out one day when angry with his wife. "Oh, but the little boy loves me so much," said Mrs Podgers, drawing me towards her. "Don't you, Charley?" "No, I can't say I do," I answered; for Dick had charged me always to speak the truth.
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