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Updated: June 18, 2025
The wind blew sharp and keen, and many of the number looked quite Arctic, waddling along in snow shoes, reefer coats, and furry caps with warm straps tied over the ears.
"How did you lose it?" inquired the principal, looking up over the gold rims of his spectacles. "Why, I had to hurry to make school this morning, sir, and, as you know, it's a rather long walk. So I carried my watch in the little change pocket in my reefer in order to be able to look at it frequently. I reached the locker just in time not to be late, and forgot and left my watch in the reefer.
"You can tell your news editor that you know as much about the railroad bill as Andrew Reefer knows. I hope you'll succeed in pleasing him, and that your brother will get the position he wants. But he shouldn't have missed that train. You tell him that. Boys with important things to do mustn't miss trains.
There, don't look at me like that. I wasn't thinking of being a man, but a reefer one of those middies that we used to see at Plymouth."
"To be a good workman is ever so much more honest and more sensible than wasting government paper and wearing a cockade on your head. I myself worked in Belgium with these very hands and then spent two years as a mechanic. . . ." He was wearing a short reefer jacket and indoor slippers; he walked like a man with the gout, rolling slightly from side to side and rubbing his hands.
Nevertheless he had found time to visit a hairdressing saloon, for he prided himself upon the nicety of his personal appearance. He laid his hat, cane and overall upon a chair, and from a pocket of his reefer jacket took out a big notebook. "Good morning, sir," he said. "Good morning, Chief Inspector," replied the Assistant Commissioner. "Pray be seated.
"Oh, if I wasn't on duty!" panted the middy furiously. "I haven't got a card with me, but give me yours. We may meet again." "Hope we shall, I'm sure," said Rodd. "I say, reefer, don't be so jolly disappointed because you won't have the price of half a nigger for prize-money."
He was an extraordinary individual, and, despite the fact that he had lived so far inland, would never wear any but nautical clothes blue jersey and trousers, reefer coat and jack-boots. But this was not his only peculiarity.
The ragged trousers, the spotted "reefer" buttoned high around the neck, the dirty cap pulled over the eyes, and the wholly disreputable broken shoes Burke had brought with him completed the transformation of an immaculate young gentleman into a blear-eyed follower of the open road.
Rapidly he removed his reefer and his waistcoat, folded them, and placed them neatly beside his overall. He retained his bowler at its jaunty angle. A cud of presumably flavorless chewing-gum he deposited in a brass bowl, and from a little packet which he had taken out of his jacket pocket he drew a fresh piece, redolent of mint.
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