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_You did go a bust on Blue Banana, didn't you?_
_Pray act upon your first impulse and apply for a summons. The Bench
will not grant your application, but--again you will agree--it is the
effort, and not the result, which counts._
_It is nice of you to inquire after my Sealyham. He is none the worse,
thanks, and I fancy he made old Blue Banana sit up._
_Yours faithfully,_
_BERRY PLEYDELL._
_H. BASON, Esq._
_P.S.--You must forgive me for addressing you as "Esquire," but it is
difficult to break a foolish habit of courtesy which I formed as a
child. B. P._
"Fifteen thirty," cried Adele, making ready to serve. "Hullo!" She
pointed with her racket over my shoulder. "Nobby's gone lame."
I swung on my heel to see the terrier limping apologetically towards me,
and going dead lame upon the near fore.
As he came up, I dropped my racket and fell upon one knee, the better to
search for the cause of the trouble. Carefully I handled the affected
limb....
My fingers came to his toes, and the Sealyham winced. With a sigh of
relief, I laid him upon his back.
"Got it?" said Adele.
I looked up into the beautiful face three inches from mine.
"I fancy so." I bent to peer at the small firm foot.
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