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Ben, harassed, pencil in mouth, professed ignorance. "Kirkleigh Sturgis," said the owner of the musical instrument, "Winterbottom Road." "Mister Sturgis," said the auctioneer, while Ben scribbled. "Step right up, young man. Give Ben your money and put your pianner in your pocket. Now folks, the next article "
Though the air was filled with the fleecy white patches which look like cotton-wool but are really bursting shrapnel, Thompson told me afterwards that Mrs. Winterbottom was as cool as though she were driving down her native Commonwealth Avenue on a Sunday morning. When they reached the fort shells were falling all about them, but they filled the car with wounded men and Mrs.
Holliday stepped silently forward, was paid, drew aside. "Bower John Bower." A boy stepped to the counter. Mr. Braithwaite, large and irascible, glowered at him over his spectacles. "John Bower!" he repeated. "It's me," said the boy. "Why, you used to 'ave a different nose than that," said glossy Mr. Winterbottom, peering over the counter. The people tittered, thinking of John Bower senior.
"'He's very well, thank you, replied the detective, looking mightily surprised; and not without reason, seeing that he had undoubtedly invented the name Winterbottom on the spur of the moment. "'Is there any branch of the subject that you are especially interested in? I asked, purposely avoiding giving him a lead. "'No, he replied. 'No, not particularly.
I remember him well. I was introduced to him on a reception day at Government House, and met him frequently afterward; dined in his company, I think, on two occasions." "Is he a very old man?" "No; the old gentleman is his father Thomas Winterbottom hale, sturdy old boy, overflowing with vitality came out, he told me, in the time of Sir Richard Bourke. But I scarcely think Mr.
The only way to reach the fort was by a straight and narrow road, a mile long, on which German shells were bursting with great accuracy and frequency. To me and to the Belgian officers who were with me, it looked like a short-cut to the cemetery. But that didn't deter Mrs. Winterbottom.
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