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"A native?"

Bones nodded

"Of course he will not be in your way," ha hastened to explain "He is

in Bournemouth just now He had sniffles" he explained rapidly, "and

then he used to go to sleep, and snore I hate people who snore, don't

you?"

She laughed again This was theof all possible employers

"Of course," Bones went on, "I snore a bita jolly old snorer yourself----"

"Thank you," said the girl

Other tenants or the satellites of other tenants who occupied the

palatial buildings wherein the office of Bones was situated saw, so down the stairs

three at a ti up those same

stairs handicapped by a fifty-pound typewriter in one hand, and a chair

in the style of the late Louis Quinze in the other, and wondered at the

urgency of his irl, "that I know very little about

shorthand"

"Shorthand is quite unnecessary, rapher,"

said Bones firmly "I object to shorthand on principle, and I shall

always object to it If people," he went on, "were intended to write

shorthand, they would have been born without the alphabet Another

thing----"

"One reat deal about

typewriting, either"