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What?" Tommy wheeled round upon him.
The small boy became pinker than before.
The taxi, sir. I heard her tell the driver Charing Cross and to look sharp."
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Tommy stared at him, his eyes opening wide in surprise. Emboldened, the small
boy proceeded. "So I thought, having asked for an A.B.C. and a Bradshaw."
Tommy interrupted him:
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When did she ask for an A.B.C. and a Bradshaw?"
When I took her the telegram, sir."
A telegram?"
Yes, sir."
When was that?"
About half-past twelve, sir."
Tell me exactly what happened."
The small boy drew a long breath.
"I took up a telegram to No. 891--the lady was there. She opened it and gave a
gasp, and then she said, very jolly like: 'Bring me up a Bradshaw, and an A.B.C.,
and look sharp, Henry.' My name isn't Henry, but----"
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Never mind your name," said Tommy impatiently. "Go on."
"Yes, sir. I brought them, and she told me to wait, and looked up something. And
then she looks up at the clock, and 'Hurry up,' she says. 'Tell them to get me a
taxi,' and she begins a-shoving on of her hat in front of the glass, and she was
down in two ticks, almost as quick as I was, and I seed her going down the steps
and into the taxi, and I heard her call out what I told you."
The small boy stopped and replenished his lungs. Tommy continued to stare at
him. At that moment Julius rejoined him. He held an open letter in his hand.
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