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it; Huish opposed him, and he trod the opposition down; and praised
himself exceedingly. He was not going to use vitriol himself; was he
Huish's keeper? It was a pity he had asked, but after all!... he saw the
boys again in the school procession, with the gowns he had thought to be
so 'tony' long since... And at the same time the incomparable shame of
the last evening blazed up in his mind.
'Have it your own way!' he said hoarsely.
'Oh, I knew you would walk up,' said Huish. 'Now for the letter. There's
paper, pens and ink. Sit down and I'll dictyte.'
The captain took a seat and the pen, looked a while helplessly at the
paper, then at Huish. The swing had gone the other way; there was a blur
upon his eyes. 'It's a dreadful business,' he said, with a strong twitch
of his shoulders.
'It's rather a start, no doubt,' said Huish. 'Tyke a dip of ink. That's
it. William John Hattwater, Esq., Sir': he dictated.
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How do you know his name is William John?' asked Davis.
Saw it on a packing case,' said Huish. 'Got that?'
No,' said Davis. 'But there's another thing. What are we to write?'
O my golly!' cried the exasperated Huish. 'Wot kind of man do YOU call
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