at little letter to old Clincham eh
In deed I have said Mr Salteena many thanks for the same and I do hope
Ethel will behave properly.
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Oh yes I expect she will said Bernard with a sigh.
I always do said Ethel in a snappy tone.
Just then there was a great clatter outside and the sound of hoofs and
a loud neigh. The barouche I take it said Bernard rising slowly.
Quite correct sir said Minnit flinging wide the portles.
Well goodbye Alf old man said Bernard Clark good luck and God bless
you he added in a pius tone.
Not at all said Mr Salteena I have enjoyed my stop which has been
short and sweet well goodbye Ethel my child he said as bag in hand he
proceeded to the door. Francis Minnit bowed low and handed a small
parcel to Mr Salteena a few sandwighs for the jorney sir he remarked.
Oh this is most kind said Mr Salteena.
Minnit closed his eyes with a tired smile. Not kind sir he muttered
quite usual.
Oh really said Mr Salteena feeling rather [Pg 47] flabergasted well
goodbye my good fellow and he slipped 2/6 into the butlers open palm.
Mr Salteena had to travel first class as active Horace ran on to buy
the ticket which he presented with a low bow the _Times_ and
_Tit-Bits_. Oh many thanks my man said Mr Salteena in a most airy
voice now will you find me a corner seat in the train eh.
If there is one sir replied Horace.
In got Mr Salteena to his first class carrage surrounded by his
luggage carefully piled up by kindly Horace. The other pasengers
looked full of envy at the curly white wig and green plush uniform of
Horace. Mr Salteena crossed his legs in a lordly way and flung a fur
rug over his knees though he was hot enough in all consciunce. He
began to feel this was the thin end of the partition and he smiled as
he gently tapped the letter in his coat tail pocket. When Mr Salteena
arrived in [Pg 48] London he began to strolle up the principle streets
thinking how gay all was. Presently he beheld a resterant with a big
Menu outside and he went boldly in.
It was a sumpshous spot all done up in gold with plenty of looking
glasses. Many hansome ladies and gentlemen were already partaking of
choice food and rich wines and whiskey and the scene was most lively.
Mr Salteena had a little whiskey to make him feel more at home. Then
he eat some curry to the tune of a merry valse on the band. He beat
time to the music and smiled kindly at the waiters and he felt very
excited inside. I am see
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