But the learned one would not commit himself to such frivolity; if they wouldn’t have his article on Psychic Research they must go without.
Dolly sighed.
“Well, if we can’t fill up all the columns to-night, I’ll catch it,” she said.
Suddenly Alf pushed back his chair with a loud noise, and jumped as if he had been bitten by Davey, who was helping Mary to remove the meat-plates.
“Good old Jingo, good old Jingo,” he cried, making for the door.
“Alf, Alf,” remonstrated Mrs. Wise.
But Davey’s whisper of “Jingo’s caught five rats, Master Alf,” had been too exciting for the boy to remember manners.
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]He gave his step-mother a sudden, breathless hug as he passed her.
“Be quick down and have a look, darling,” he said, and shot himself out of the room.
“Did the letter come?” Phyl asked, with very anxious eyes on her mother.