"Did you order those things from Moggridge's?"
I didn't say anything. I merely handed her the evening paper and
indicated the saving clause. Joan read it through. Then she said--
"Yes, I _thought_ you'd mess it all up in spite of your ichneumonics, or
whatever you call them; and so after lunch I went to the call-office and
ordered the things myself."
"But Moggridge's was closed--didn't you read?"
"Yes," replied Joan; "but, next time you forget, don't try to establish
an _alibi_ with yesterday's evening paper."
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Our private telephone will be fixed by next week. I forget how much Joan
reckons we shall save by it.
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Illustration: _Rev. Brown._ "I'M AFRAID, MY DEAR YOUNG LADY, I KNOW
VERY LITTLE OF AGRICULTURAL MATTERS; IN FACT I DON'T KNOW THE
DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A MANGEL AND A WURZEL."
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