The Little Nugget by P. G. (Pelham Grenville) Wodehouse
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page 183 of 331 (55%)
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Metropolis, he should be unable to answer the call.
'Very well,' I said. 'I'll go and look out a train.' 'Bister Glossop, you will be in charge of the school. Perhaps you had better go back to the boys dow.' White was in the hall when I got there. 'White,' I said, 'do you know anything about the trains to London?' 'Are you going to London?' he asked, in his more conversational manner. I thought he looked at me curiously as he spoke. 'Yes. Ogden Ford and Lord Beckford cannot be found. Mr Abney thinks they must have run away to London.' 'I shouldn't wonder,' said White dryly, it seemed to me. There was something distinctly odd in his manner. 'And you're going after them.' 'Yes. I must look up a train.' 'There is a fast train in an hour. You will have plenty of time.' 'Will you tell Mr Abney that, while I go and pack my bag? And telephone for a cab.' 'Sure,' said White, nodding. |
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