The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates
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"Oh, we had little or no trouble with them after that."
"Quiet as mice," said Jonah. "Do you know that machine cost me twenty-five pounds?" I cried. "The jam'll wash off," said Berry. " You don't know how easily jam comes off. Why, I've known " "If I thought you really had turned them on to the typewriter, I should never forgive you." "You oughtn't to say a thing like that, even in jest," said Berry; "it isn't Christian. I tell you for your good." "Seriously, you didn't do such a wicked thing? Hullo, where is it?" "They're going to bring it back on Wednesday. I said they couldn't have it more than a week." I glanced at Jill, who was standing by the window. Her left eyelid flickered, and I knew it was all right. "Well, I can't help it," I said, sinking back into my chair and lighting a cigarette. "Poor old chap!" said Daphne. "I believe you thought we had done you down." |
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