11/24 They can't get into Buckingham Palace, neither--'cept as housemaids. 'Gad, they're howling like cats, I'd swear--nuisance to the neighbourhood--ha! ha!' Old Tom's cruel laughter made Andrew feel for the unhappy ladies. He stuck his forehead, and leaned forward, saying: 'I don't know--'pon my honour, I don't know--can't think we've--quite done right to punish 'em so.' This acted like cold water on Old Tom's delight. He pitched it back in the shape of a doubt of what Andrew had told him. Whereupon Andrew defied him to face three miserable women on the verge of hysterics; and Old Tom, beginning to chuckle again, rejoined that it would bring them to their senses, and emancipate him. |