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o me or threw it at me, and cried, "Won't this day ever end? Flunk everything!"In fact -- so our driver guessed as we sped in convoy from Great Mall -- it was probably no later than half-past six. He hoped not, anyhow, for his detail was to go off duty at seven, and riot or no riot, he'd heard that the maddest party in the history of the Powerhouse was in progress, and he wanted not to miss the fun. Croaker I'd induced to ride in the sidecar, but I was obliged to remain on his shoulders. The streets and public buildings were dark, owing to the power-failure, and almost vacant because of the general emergency; despite the ragged navigation of the guards we made good time. My
The wrapper was of fine Angora, but ill-cut and worse-stitched. I smiled despite all at Granddad's goatsmanship and Forelock's distress -- then put the noose from my neck, slipped into the familiar hide, and with a farewell glance at my swooned mom, slicked Croaker wards.