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"WELL?"
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Has gone."
He rose with a fine surprise. "Gone!" he said with a half laugh.
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Gone, sir. On her bicycle."
On her bicycle! Why?"
She went, sir, with Another Gentleman."
This time Bechamel was really startled. "An--other Gentlemen! WHO?"
"Another gentleman in brown, sir. Went into the yard, sir, got out the
two bicycles, sir, and went off, sir--about twenty minutes ago."
Bechamel stood with his eyes round and his knuckle on his hips. Stephen,
watching him with immense enjoyment, speculated whether this abandoned
husband would weep or curse, or rush off at once in furious pursuit. But
as yet he seemed merely stunned.
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Brown clothes?" he said. "And fairish?"
A little like yourself, sir--in the dark. The ostler, sir, Jim Duke--"
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