Chapter XXVIII
THE HISSING OF “ALCIDE”
There was a strange and ominous murmur of voices, a shuffling of feet in the
gallery, a silence, which was like the silence before a storm. Mr. As he lay
on his back, he fancied himself gradually slipping off the platform. The whole neighbourhood was disturbed. "
"Pshaw!" said Wild. ”
“Some people should not be allowed to be foster
parents. “To think that you were going to do it—and never said a
word! You are a little thin, but except for that you look—you look better than
ever. “Let us put
the lamp out,” she said; “the flames are ever so much better for talking,” and
Ann Veronica agreed. In
doing so, he had to clamber up the immense heap of bricks and rubbish which
now littered the floor, amounting almost to a car-load, and reaching up nearly to
the top of the chimney-piece.
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