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The Club of Queer Trades | Gilbert K. Chesterton | |
The Awful Reason of the Vicar's Visit |
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"`Come along quiet, or I'll eat your heart,' cried Sam in my ear hoarsely. `Stop, or I'll flay you.' It was frightful to hear the words and see the neatly shawled old spinster who whispered them. "I yelled, and yelled--I was in for it now. I screamed comic refrains that vulgar young men had sung, to my regret, at our village concerts; I rolled to and fro like a ninepin about to fall. "`If you can't get your friend on quiet, ladies,' said the policeman, `I shall have to take 'er up. Drunk and disorderly she is right enough.' "I redoubled my efforts. I had not been brought up to this sort of thing; but I believe I eclipsed myself. Words that I did not know I had ever heard of seemed to come pouring out of my open mouth. "`When we get you past,' whispered Bill, `you'll howl louder; you'll howl louder when we're burning your feet off.' "I screamed in my terror those awful songs of joy. In all the nightmares that men have ever dreamed, there has never been anything so blighting and horrible as the faces of those five men, looking out of their poke-bonnets; the figures of district visitors with the faces of devils. I cannot think there is anything so heart-breaking in hell. |
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