[Number Seventeen by Louis Tracy]@TWC D-Link bookNumber Seventeen CHAPTER I 18/28
He didn't stay more'n five minnits." "Wish I was in his shoes.
I've got to stick round here till six in the morning," grinned the policeman. "Well, cheer-o, mate." "Cheer-o." Bates looked in on his master before retiring for the night. "What time shall I call you, sir ?" he said. Theydon was in the pipe and book stage, having exchanged his dress coat for a smoking jacket.
He was reading a treatise on aeronautics, and, like every novice, had already formulated a flying scheme which would supersede all known inventions. "Not later than 8," he said.
"I must be out by 9.
And, by the way, I may as well tell you now.
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