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The Slowcoach by E. V. (Edward Verrall) Lucas
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up if you want to," said Mr. Lenox's young brother, "and then hop down, and
we'll take you to see the caravan, and show you about a little, and perhaps
go on the river; and in the evening we're going to have supper in my rooms.
Fizzy's going to conjure, and perhaps we'll have charades."

These words made tidying up an even simpler matter than usual, and the
party started off.

Kink, it seems, had reached Oxford that morning, and was at the Green Man,
where the Slowcoach was an object of extraordinary interest to the
neighbourhood. They found him seated on the top step reading the paper,
while forty-five children (at least) stared at him. Diogenes lay at the
foot of the steps.

Kink was very glad to see them. No, he said, he hadn't had any adventures
exactly, but driving a caravan was no work for a modest man who wished for
a quiet life among vegetables.

"This," he said, waving his pipe at the increasing crowd, "is nothing. You
should have see them at Beaconsfield and High Wycombe. They began by
thinking I was Lord John Sanger, and when they were satisfied that I
wasn't, they made sure I was a Cheap Jack with gold watches for a shilling
each."

"How does it go, Kink?" Robert asked.

"It goes all right," said Kink, "but the crockery wants muffling. You can't
hear yourself think when you trot."

"And Diogenes?"
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