CHAPTER THREE

In the morning it was Selia that woke Mr. Withersq.

“Come on Harold,” she said rising from her makeshift couch, “we know

some art now, lets make a move.”

“My pet,” cried the delited Mr. Withersq, “You have called me Harold.

Ah me ah me how fondly I love your charms,” and so he picked up

Selia’s bag, and they went out stepping over the countess and ran

into the street. Selia still a little red from her blush at

Mr. Withersquashes warm words of passion.

“What about a bit of food?” she said to change the subject.

“Ah, now I will give you a fair treet,” cried Mr. Withersq brindling

with glee, “for indeed I love you at last Selia and you shall ate of

the best now Unckle Burt is dead.”

“Pray how shall such as us know where to eat of the best?” scoffed

Selia lightly for she had yet to learn how to treet a good noble man

with properness.

“Now dont be snappy,” said Mr. Withersq who was not to be put down so

easily. “It was a baroness herself last night who asked me if I offen

went to the Mauve Loft, and she said it was ripping, so not so much of

your scorn if you please.” So you see even our devoted Mr. Withersq

could turn, which is not to be surprised at seeing he had unbroken his

fast.

“What is the Mauve Loft?” snapped Selia, “what kind of a place I ask.

Fletchers I know, and the Dad goes to Pim’s when he back’s a good ’un,

but what is a Loft? Tell me that!”

“It is where you eat if you are smart” responded her Harold. “You

should know by now that the upper ten call their eating places by

names, like dogs or pubs. Have you not yet heard of the ‘Spotted Eel?’

at Chelsy? Nor the ‘Monkey Puzzel’ at the Scrubs? Tush, Selia, pull

your socks up my good girl.”

They strode forward in glassy silence.

When they got there it was over some stable-places in Piccadilly and

they went up the ladder and tapt. A totally black nigger let them in

and bowed, and they entered and Mr. Withersq giggled the cash in his

trowsers for all he was worth as was by now his lucky custom.

It was a terrific abode painted a purpel colour which looked very

nice. And across the mantelpece was printed very big

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