—testified to a drunken frolic of an hour or two ago. Never before, thought the policeman, as he passed upon his beat, had such a pitiful figure cowered upon the Embankment, and prayed for the night to cover him.
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(Editor. Yes?
Author. To tell the truth, I am rather stuck for the moment.
Editor. What is the trouble?
Author. I don't quite know what to do with Robert for ten hours or so.
Editor. Couldn't he go somewhere by a local line?
Author. This is not a humorous story. The point is that I want him to be outside a certain house some twenty miles from town at eight o'clock that evening.