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up to the kneeling Hoopdriver with a screwdriver in his hand. Hoopdriver
felt himself a lost man. He took the screwdriver with a tepid "Thanks,"
and incontinently had another inspiration.
"
"
"
I say," he said again.
Well?"
This is miles too big."
The man lit the lantern, brought it up to Hoopdriver and put it down on
the ground. "Want a smaller screwdriver?" he said.
Hoopdriver had his handkerchief out and sneezed a prompt ATICHEW. It is
the orthodox thing when you wish to avoid recognition. "As small as you
have," he said, out of his pocket handkerchief.
"I ain't got none smaller than that," said the ostler.
"Won't do, really," said Hoopdriver, still wallowing in his
handkerchief.
"I'll see wot they got in the 'ouse, if you like, sir," said the man.
"
If you would," said Hoopdriver. And as the man's heavily nailed boots
went clattering down the yard, Hoopdriver stood up, took a noiseless
step to the lady's machine, laid trembling hands on its handle and
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