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" Look here, don’t put my coat near your horrible muddy self,” said Adrian.
“But, sir, one must have something around one’s neck if one is steering, else one catches cold.”
“Well, if you touch my coat I’ll kill you,” said Adrian, who from a glance at his watch knew that Laura would be already wondering which of them was drowned and arranging their funeral. Not that she would care if I were drowned, he reflected almost bitterly, only if it was one of those young mudlarks. "
― Angela Thirkell , The Demon in the House (Barsetshire, #3)
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" Mother,” said Tony, pulling Laura down with urgent hands and whispering, “Donk is a bit homesick for his own baby. He got a bit homesick because of having Sibyl’s baby to hold. Poor old Donk. He’s a decent chap, mother.”
Laura went across to the other bed and bent over it.
“You don’t want to go home, do you?” she asked anxiously.
Once more Master Wesendonck shook his head.
“Would you like to go and see the baby again tomorrow?” she asked.
Master Wesendonck sprang to a sitting position, reached out two skinny arms and gave his hostess a violent hug. Then he detached himself, and lying down, apparently went straight to sleep.
“Good old Donk,” said Tony. "
― Angela Thirkell , The Demon in the House (Barsetshire, #3)
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" I know. But everyone rides without lights, at least all decent riders do. And if you tied a lantern around a dog’s neck, what do you think would happen, Stokes? It would be quite dazzled and not know which way to go.” “Get its hair burnt off, more likely,” said Stoker.
“But if it was alone in the dark,” continued Tony, disregarding this interruption, “it would find its way anywhere by instinct. I bet if you put me anywhere around about sixty miles from here with the bike, in the middle of the night, I’d find my way home. I have a kind of instinct like a dog. "
― Angela Thirkell , The Demon in the House (Barsetshire, #3)