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Updated: June 15, 2025
Now, do you understand why I didn't want to show you the little package?" Holmes scowled at the tea sample, as he turned it over in his hand, and cursed softly under his breath as he replied: "I don't quite get you, Tooter.
Seated in a rocking-chair by the window was the elderly figure of the Countess's bachelor uncle, J. Edmund Tooter, the retired tea and spice merchant from Hyderabad, India, holding his niece's Spanish maid, Teresa Olivano, on his lap.
"Where I grunt, you'd lie down, Poney: but, as I was saying, I don't blow much. Notwithstandin', if you want to see freight that is freight moved lively, you should see me warbling through the Alleghanies with thirty-seven ore-cars behind me, and my brakemen fightin' tramps so's they can't attend to my tooter.
Uncle Tooter was just lifting up a glass of madeira to propose a new toast, when all of a sudden there came a terrible noise from the kitchen above us, a clatter of pots and pans, the overturning of a table, and the sound of angry voices. "I guess Louis and Ivan must be breaking up housekeeping. Let's go up and see what the difficulty is," said the Earl.
As we reëntered the library, where the Earl, Tooter, and Thorneycroft looked up with surprise as they saw Holmes come back in Vermicelli's clothes, Lord Launcelot and Billie Hicks came in. They had been up in the billiard room for some time, and came down to see whether anything had developed in their absence.
I'm going right ahead with my plans for marrying Teresa Olivano anyhow, in spite of you and the Earl and your dodgasted cuff-buttons." And Uncle J. Edmund Tooter said no more for the remainder of the luncheon.
Here'd be the tooter and the young gen'lmen, and the governess and the young leddies, and then the servants they'd be al'ays the grandest folk of all and then the duik and the doochess Lord love 'ee, zur; the money did fly in them days!
Their hearts are burning within them; the kindlings are laid; strike the match now, and there will be such a flame of patriotism as the world never saw." "We shall want singing," he said to Paul. "You must get that up." He engaged Mr. Tooter to be there with his fife, and Mr. Noggin with his drum. These two were old companions on training days.
I met a biscut shooter in the chance saloon when i was blowin my coin in ratoon while the coin lasted i owned her an the town but when it was gone she throwed me down. An so i say she dont need no tooter be she skule mam or biscut shooter she fooled me an my hart she stole which has opened my eyes an hurt my sole." Miss Hazelton laid the manuscript in her lap and laughed heartily.
But Uncle Tooter still refused to give up the little package, and Holmes, losing his patience, walked over to him and grabbed his left arm, while Tooter doggedly tried to wriggle out of his grasp. In a moment, Holmes, by a quick turn of his wrist, had forced the little package out of Tooter's hand, and it fell on the floor.
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