In the Quarter by Robert W. (Robert William) Chambers
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their mutual understanding had been perfect.
"Where are you going to, you old fiend?" said Clifford, tickling the parrot's throat. "Hell!" shrieked the bird. "Good Heavens! I never taught him that," said Gethryn. Clifford smiled, without committing himself. "But where were you, Rex?" asked Elliott. Rex flushed. "Hullo," cried Clifford, "here's Reginald blushing. If I didn't know him better I'd swear there's a woman in it." The dark figure at the end of the room rose and walked swiftly over, and Rex saw that it was Braith, as he had supposed. "I swear I forgot him," laughed Elliott. "What a queer bird you are, Braith, squatting over there as silent as a stuffed owl!" "He has been walking his legs off after you," began Clifford, but Braith cut him short with a brusque -- "Where were you, Rex?" Gethryn winced. "I'd rather -- I think" -- he began, slowly -- "Excuse me -- it's not my business," growled Braith, throwing himself into a seat and beginning to rub Mrs Gummidge the wrong way. |
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