His hand fluttered uncertainly over the cloth among the crockery.
There seemed to be nobody looking. His fingers slid under the other
man's saucer and in a moment the money was under his own.

He rose, took his hat and bill and went.

We left soon after.

"How mean!" said my wife. "Did you see? He made the other man's tip
do. Even a woman wouldn't have done that."

It seemed severe, I thought, but that is what she said.

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"The rats were chased out of camp and their skins tanned and
made into dainty purses and handbags."--_Manchester Guardian_.

The rats having in their hurry left their skins behind them.

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"The front door of the Lord Mayor's coachman opens on to a
long, narrow staircase."--_Weekly Dispatch_.

Very interesting, no doubt; but the general public would have
preferred to learn something about his bow-window.

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