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The Holiday Round
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ISBN: 9781499574067 bzw. 1499574061, in Englisch, Createspace Independent Publishing Platform, neu.
Lieferung aus: Vereinigtes Königreich Großbritannien und Nordirland, in-stock.
We will now bathe," said a voice at the back of my neck.I gave a grunt and went on with my dream. It was a jolly dream, and nobody got up early in it."We will now bathe," repeated Archie."Go away," I said distinctly. Archie sat down on my knees and put his damp towel on my face."When my wife and I took this commodious residence for six weeks," he said, "and engaged the sea at great expense to come up to its doors twice a day, it was on the distinct understanding that our guests should plunge into it punctually at seven o'clock every morning."Don't be silly, it's about three now. And I wish you'd get off my knees."It's a quarter-past seven."Then there you are, we've missed it. Well, we must see what we can do for you to-morrow. Good-night."Archie pulled all the clothes off me and walked with them to the window."Jove, what a day!" he said. "And can't you smell the sea?"I can. Let that suffice. I say, what's happened to my blanket? I must have swallowed it in my sleep."Where's his sponge?" I heard him murmuring to himself as he came away from the window.
We will now bathe," said a voice at the back of my neck.I gave a grunt and went on with my dream. It was a jolly dream, and nobody got up early in it."We will now bathe," repeated Archie."Go away," I said distinctly. Archie sat down on my knees and put his damp towel on my face."When my wife and I took this commodious residence for six weeks," he said, "and engaged the sea at great expense to come up to its doors twice a day, it was on the distinct understanding that our guests should plunge into it punctually at seven o'clock every morning."Don't be silly, it's about three now. And I wish you'd get off my knees."It's a quarter-past seven."Then there you are, we've missed it. Well, we must see what we can do for you to-morrow. Good-night."Archie pulled all the clothes off me and walked with them to the window."Jove, what a day!" he said. "And can't you smell the sea?"I can. Let that suffice. I say, what's happened to my blanket? I must have swallowed it in my sleep."Where's his sponge?" I heard him murmuring to himself as he came away from the window.
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