The Extra Day by Algernon Blackwood
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"Humbugged Maria with a lot of stuff--and gave her nothing--and didn't believe a single word she told him." Judy glanced without much interest at the railway laid out upon the floor, murmured "Oh, I see," and resumed her reading of the wonderful book she had purloined from the top shelf of a neglected bookcase outside the gun-room. It absorbed her. She loved the tremendous words, the atmosphere of marvel and disaster, and especially the constant suggestion that the end of the world was near. Antichrist she simply adored. No other hero in any book she knew came near him. "Come and help," urged Tim, picking up an engine that lay upon its side. "Come on." "No, thanks. I've got an Apocalypse. It's simply frightfully exciting." "Shall we break _both_ legs?" asked Maria blandly, "or just his neck?" "Neck," said Tim briefly. "Only they must find the heart beneath the rubbish of the luggage van." Judy looked up in spite of herself. "Who is it?" she inquired, with an air of weighing conflicting interests. "Mr. Jinks." It was Maria who supplied the information. "But he's Daddy's offiss-partner man," Judy objected, though without much vim or heat. |
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