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duties at the jingling and drink-drabbled
counter, and through that tear she flashed

indignantly at Lhe nest thoughtless customer
who, as in duty bound, made her some

coarse compliment. ft is true that she
quickly recovered herself and paid him back

in his own coin ; but I atn sure that I still
linger in her mind, and in future I mean to

be very, very careful how I judge only by
appearances.1

‘Get on with your story,you nincompoop, *
said the Old Picotee testily. * If you stay

to sentimentalize like this, you will be dead
before you get to the end of It. Please to

remember that you’ve been picked, and that
your hours are numbered.1
* Well,’ said the explorer, ignoring this

interruption, and addressing himself exclu­

sively to Fairbrass, * I was taken back to
the office and restored to my glass of water,
and by-and-by your father came in, put me

in his buttonhole again, and, saying he was

bound for the club, off we went.
4 Just outside his office door your father