The alternative . I quite understand, old boy. Buzzy held his hand for a moment, looking quite steadilyinto his eyes. You dont think I m as useless as therest of em think I am, do you, George ? God bless you, no ! No one thinks that of you ! George, I hate a liar, said Buzzy, but his face glowedwith a happy smile. In the lobby he met his father. Where the devil have you been ? demanded Van Pycke,senior. Damitall, I ve wasted half an hour waiting foryou. I didnt know you were waiting, dad. Why didntyou send in your card ? Send in my — whv, confound you, Bosworth, Im amember of this club. Why sh
The alternative . I quite understand, old boy. Buzzy held his hand for a moment, looking quite steadilyinto his eyes. You dont think I m as useless as therest of em think I am, do you, George ? God bless you, no ! No one thinks that of you ! George, I hate a liar, said Buzzy, but his face glowedwith a happy smile. In the lobby he met his father. Where the devil have you been ? demanded Van Pycke,senior. Damitall, I ve wasted half an hour waiting foryou. I didnt know you were waiting, dad. Why didntyou send in your card ? Send in my — whv, confound you, Bosworth, Im amember of this club. Why should I send in— Dont lose your temper, dad. I apologize for keepingyou waiting. Dont let me keep you any longer. Mr. Van Pycke looked his son over very carefully. Apained expression came into his face. Bosworth, I am sorry to see you in this condition. Itgrieves me beyond measure. You have never — Its an awful night, is nt it, dad ? Cant I give youa lift in my taxicab ? I see you ve got on your overcoat [20].
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