Yoicks! : heads and tales, tips and turns over (with a spill or two thrown in) . 57 OUT WITH THE HAGGLEFORD A Wheres he off to ? III.—THE TERRORS OF NIGHT. S the faint lights in the station behind himgrew fainter and fainter, the rain beganto fall faster and faster, and the wind beganto blow like the very deuce. On splashed the luckless Other through themud and water, cursing the day he was weakenough to allow himself to be specially com-missioned. The rain by this time was pouring down intorrents. The umbrella he had with him wasa fool of a thing, with, so to speak, no marrowin its b
Yoicks! : heads and tales, tips and turns over (with a spill or two thrown in) . 57 OUT WITH THE HAGGLEFORD A Wheres he off to ? III.—THE TERRORS OF NIGHT. S the faint lights in the station behind himgrew fainter and fainter, the rain beganto fall faster and faster, and the wind beganto blow like the very deuce. On splashed the luckless Other through themud and water, cursing the day he was weakenough to allow himself to be specially com-missioned. The rain by this time was pouring down intorrents. The umbrella he had with him wasa fool of a thing, with, so to speak, no marrowin its bones. After a wild struggle or two withthe brutal north-easter, he shut the umbrellaup in despair, thrust it under his arm, andsought solace for his aching wrist in his coat-pocket. Then, with his coat-collar turned up high round his ears, he splodgered and squelched on. A steady downfall of rain is always an awful shut-up for a town-bred man. A sort of end of the world ! He leaves town on a sunshiny day, and naturally expects that the sunshine will last for ever! If it doesnt, hes simply nowhere, unless he b
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