Tales of St. Austin's by P. G. (Pelham Grenville) Wodehouse
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'Dear me,' said Mellish. 'Now I never knew that before, Blaize.
Remarkable. But this ought to be seen to. In the meantime, I had better ask the Headmaster to give out that the Museum is closed until further notice, I think.' And closed the Museum has been ever since. That further notice has never been given. And yet nobody seems to feel as if an essential part of their life had ceased to be, so to speak. Curious. Bradshaw, after a short explanation, was allowed to go away without a stain--that is to say, without any additional stain--on his character. We left the authorities discussing the matter, and went downstairs. 'Sixpence isn't enough,' I said, 'take this penny. It's all I've got. You shall have the sixpence on Saturday.' 'Thanks,' said Bradshaw.' Was the Thucydides paper pretty warm?' 'Warmish. But, I say, didn't you get a beastly shock when you locked the door?' 'I did the week before last, the first time I ever went to the place. This time I was more or less prepared for it. Blaize seems to think that paper dodge a special invention of his own. He'll be taking out a patent for it one of these days. Why, every kid knows that paper doesn't conduct electricity.' 'I didn't,' I said honestly. 'You don't know much,' said Bradshaw, with equal honesty. |
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