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The Singular Speculation of the House-Agent |
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"Yes," replied Keith, in a rather abrupt way. "As a matter of fact I want it now. I want to see my--er--business man." Rupert was eyeing him sarcastically, and I could see that it was on the tip of his tongue to say, inquiringly, "Receiver of stolen goods, perhaps." What he did say was: "A business man? That's rather a general description, Lieutenant Keith." Keith looked at him sharply, and then said, with something rather like ill-temper: "He's a thingum-my-bob, a house-agent, say. I'm going to see him." "Oh, you're going to see a house-agent, are you?" said Rupert Grant grimly. "Do you know, Mr Keith, I think I should very much like to go with you?" Basil shook with his soundless laughter. Lieutenant Keith started a little; his brow blackened sharply. "I beg your pardon," he said. "What did you say?" Rupert's face had been growing from stage to stage of ferocious irony, and he answered: "I was saying that I wondered whether you would mind our strolling along with you to this house-agent's." The visitor swung his stick with a sudden whirling violence. "Oh, in God's name, come to my house-agent's! Come to my bedroom. Look under my bed. Examine my dust-bin. Come along!" And with a furious energy which took away our breath he banged his way out of the room. |
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