[My Friend Smith by Talbot Baines Reed]@TWC D-Link bookMy Friend Smith CHAPTER EIGHT 5/18
Certainly Hawkesbury, however good his intentions, was a little aggravating. "Perhaps you'll throw that in over the Henniker's door ?" said Smith, handing one of the notes to Hawkesbury. Again Hawkesbury smiled as he replied, "Really, I'm such a bad shot; I'd much rather you did it." "Give it me," I cried, interposing before my friend could retort.
"I'll throw it in." Saying which I took the missive, and after one or two bad shots, succeeded in getting it through the ventilator and hearing it drop in the middle of the Henniker's floor. "A letter for you," I cried by way of explanation.
"You've an hour to give an answer." "Batchelor," replied Miss Henniker from within, in what seemed rather a subdued voice, "you are doing very wrong.
Let me out immediately, Batchelor." "Not till you promise what's written in the note," replied I, quitting the place. A similar ceremony was enacted by Smith in delivering the "ultimatum" to the two masters, and we then adjourned for breakfast. "What shall we do to-day ?" asked Flanagan, who was quite fresh again after yesterday's hard work. "Oh, any mortal thing you like," said Shankley.
"I mean to go and have a rare walk over the roof." "I vote we make up a party and go down to the village," said another. "No, no," said Smith, looking up, "we must stay indoors, or the thing will soon get known.
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