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Supply Chain Management, 5e (Chopra/Meindl)

Chapter 5 Network Design in the Supply Chain
5.1 True/False Questions
1) Supply chain network design decisions include the location of manufacturing, storage, or
transportation-related facilities and the allocation of capacity and roles to each facility.
Answer: TRUE
Diff: 2
Topic: 5.1 The Role of Network Design in the Supply Chain
AACSB: Analytic Skills
Learning Outcome: Compare common approaches to supply chain design
2) Decisions concerning the role of each facility are significant because they determine the
amount of rigidity the supply chain has in changing the way it meets demand.
Answer: FALSE
Diff: 2
3) Facility location decisions have a long-term impact on a supply chain's performance because it
is cost effective to shut down a facility or move it to a different location.
Answer: FALSE
Diff: 1
4) Capacity allocation decisions have a significant impact on supply chain performance because
they tend to stay in place for several years.
Answer: TRUE
Diff: 2
5) The allocation of supply sources and markets to facilities has a significant impact on
performance because it affects total production, inventory, and transportation costs incurred by
the supply chain to satisfy customer demand.
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Answer: TRUE
Diff: 1
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6) The allocation of supply sources and markets to facilities does not need to be reconsidered on
a regular basis so that the allocation can be changed as market conditions or plant capacities
change.
Answer: TRUE
Diff: 2
7) Network design decisions have a significant impact on performance because they determine
the supply chain configuration and set constraints within which inventory, transportation, and
information can be used to either decrease supply chain cost or increase responsiveness.
Answer: TRUE
Diff: 2
8) Firms focusing on cost leadership tend to find the lowest cost location for their manufacturing
facilities, but only if that means locating very far from the markets they serve.
Answer: FALSE
Diff: 1
Topic: 5.2 Factors Influencing Network Design Decisions
9) If production technology displays significant economies of scale, many local locations are the
most effective.
Answer: FALSE
Diff: 2
10) If facilities have lower fixed costs, many local facilities are preferred because this helps
lower transportation costs.
Answer: TRUE
Diff: 2
11) If the production technology is very inflexible and product requirements vary from one
country to another, a firm has to set up local facilities to serve the market in each country.
Answer: TRUE
Diff: 3
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12) If the technology is flexible, it becomes more difficult to consolidate manufacturing in a few
large facilities.
Answer: FALSE
Diff: 3
13) Tariffs have a minor influence on location decisions within a supply chain.
Answer: FALSE
Diff: 2
14) High tariffs lead to more production locations within a supply chain network, with each
location having a lower allocated capacity.
Answer: TRUE
Diff: 3
15) When designing supply chain networks, companies must build appropriate flexibility to help
counter fluctuations in exchange rates and demand across different countries.
Answer: TRUE
Diff: 2
16) Inventory and facility costs increase as the number of facilities in a supply chain increase.
Answer: TRUE
Diff: 2
17) Transportation costs increase as the number of facilities is increased.

Answer: FALSE
Diff: 2
18) A firm may increase the number of facilities beyond the point that minimizes total logistics
cost to improve the response time to its customers.
Answer: TRUE
Diff: 1
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19) When faced with a network design decision, the goal of a manager is to design a network
that minimizes the firm's costs while satisfying customer needs in terms of demand and
responsiveness.
Answer: FALSE
Diff: 3
Topic: 5.3 Framework for Network Design Decisions
20) The supply chain network is designed to maximize total profits, taking into account the
expected margin and demand in each market, various logistics and facility costs, and the taxes
and tariffs at each location.
Answer: TRUE
Diff: 1
21) Decisions concerning the role of each facility are significant because they determine the
amount of flexibility the supply chain has in changing the way it meets demand.
Answer: TRUE
Diff: 1
22) Network design decisions have a significant impact on performance because they determine
the supply chain configuration and set constraints within which the other supply chain drivers
can be used either to decrease supply chain cost or to increase responsiveness.
Answer: TRUE
Diff: 1
23) If facilities have higher fixed costs, many local facilities are preferred because this helps
lower transportation costs.
Answer: FALSE
Diff: 1
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5.2 Multiple Choice Questions
1) Supply chain network design decisions include

A) only the location of manufacturing, storage, or transportation-related facilities.
B) only the allocation of capacity and roles to each facility.
C) both the location of manufacturing, storage, or transportation-related facilities and the
allocation of capacity and roles to each facility.
D) neither the location of manufacturing, storage, or transportation-related facilities nor the
allocation of capacity and roles to each facility.
E) none of the above
Answer: C
Diff: 1
2) Supply chain network design decisions classified as facility role are concerned with
A) what processes are performed at each facility.
B) where facilities should be located.
C) how much capacity should be allocated to each facility.
D) what markets each facility should serve and which supply sources should feed each facility.
Answer: A
Diff: 2
3) Supply chain network design decisions classified as facility location are concerned with
Answer: B
Diff: 1
4) Supply chain network design decisions classified as capacity allocation are concerned with
Answer: C
Diff: 1
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5) Supply chain network design decisions classified as market and supply allocation are
concerned with
Answer: D
Diff: 1
6) Decisions concerning the role of each facility are significant because

A) they determine the amount of flexibility the supply chain has in demanding change.
B) they determine the amount of flexibility the supply chain has in changing the way it meets
demand.
C) they determine the amount of capacity the supply chain has in changing the way it meets
demand.
D) they determine the amount of inventory the supply chain has in demanding change.
E) None of the above are true.
Answer: B
Diff: 2
7) Facility location decisions have a long-term impact on a supply chain's performance because
A) it is very expensive to shut down a facility or move it to a different location.
B) it is not expensive to shut down a facility or move it to a different location.
C) it is advisable to shut down a facility or move it to a different location.
D) it is cost effective to shut down a facility or move it to a different location.
Answer: A
Diff: 2
8) Capacity allocation decisions have a significant impact on supply chain performance because
A) capacity decisions tend to be permanent.
B) capacity decisions tend to be changed frequently.
C) capacity decisions do not tend to stay in place for several years.
D) capacity decisions tend to stay in place for several years.
Answer: D
Diff: 2
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9) Allocating too much capacity to a location results in
A) permanent damage.
B) poor utilization, and as a result, higher costs.
C) high utilization, and as a result, higher costs.
D) poor utilization, and as a result, lower costs.
E) high utilization, and as a result, lower costs.
Answer: B
Diff: 2
10) Allocating too little capacity results in

A) temporary damage.
B) good responsiveness if demand is not satisfied or low cost if demand is filled from a distant
facility.
C) good responsiveness if demand is not satisfied or high cost if demand is filled from a distant
facility.
D) poor responsiveness if demand is not satisfied or low cost if demand is filled from a distant
facility.
E) poor responsiveness if demand is not satisfied or high cost if demand is filled from a distant
facility.
Answer: E
Diff: 2
11) The allocation of supply sources and markets to facilities has a significant impact on
performance because
A) it cannot affect total production, inventory, and transportation costs incurred by the supply
chain to satisfy customer demand.
B) it cannot affect customer demand.
C) it affects total production, inventory, and transportation costs incurred by the supply chain to
satisfy customer demand.
D) it cannot satisfy customer demand.
Answer: C
Diff: 2
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12) The allocation of supply sources and markets to facilities should be reconsidered on a regular
basis so that
A) the allocation can be held constant as market conditions or plant capacities expand.
B) the allocation can be changed as market conditions or plant capacities stagnate.
C) the allocation can be held constant as market conditions or plant capacities change.
D) the allocation can be changed as market conditions or plant capacities change.
Answer: D
Diff: 2
13) Network design decisions have a significant impact on performance because they
A) determine the supply chain configuration.
B) determine the supply chain conflagration.
C) set constraints within which inventory, transportation, and information can be used to either
decrease supply chain cost or increase responsiveness.
D) set constraints within which inventory, transportation, and information can be used to either
increase supply chain cost or decrease responsiveness.
E) A and C only
Answer: E
Diff: 3
14) Customer order entry is

A) the point in time when the customer has access to choices and makes a decision regarding a
purchase.
B) the customer informing the retailer of what they want to purchase and the retailer allocating
product to the customer.
C) the process where product is prepared and sent to the customer.
D) the process where the customer receives the product and takes ownership.
Answer: B
Diff: 2
15) Which of the following is not a factor influencing network design decisions in supply
chains?
A) Strategic factors
B) Tactical factors
C) Macroeconomic factors
D) Political factors
E) Infrastructure factors
Answer: B
Diff: 2
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16) Firms focusing on cost leadership tend to
A) locate facilities close to the market they serve.
B) locate facilities very far from the market they serve.
C) find the lowest cost location for their manufacturing facilities.
D) select a high-cost location to be able to react quickly.
Answer: C
Diff: 2
17) Firms focusing on responsiveness tend to

A) locate facilities close to the market they serve.
B) locate facilities very far from the market they serve.
C) find the lowest cost location for their manufacturing facilities.
D) select a high-cost location to be able to react slowly.
Answer: A
Diff: 2
18) Which of the following is not one of Kasra Ferdows' classifications of possible strategic
roles for various facilities in a global supply chain network?
A) Offpost facility
B) Source facility
C) Server facility
D) Contributor facility
E) Outpost facility
Answer: A
Diff: 2
19) A facility that serves the role of being a low-cost supply source for markets located outside
the country where the facility is located is
A) an offshore facility.
B) a source facility.
C) a server facility.
D) a contributor facility.
E) an outpost facility.
Answer: A
Diff: 2
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20) A facility that also has low cost as its primary objective, but its strategic role is broader than
that of an offshore facility is
Answer: B
Diff: 2
21) A facility built because of tax incentives, local content requirement, tariff barriers, or high
logistics cost to supply the region from elsewhere with the objective to supply the market where
it is located is
Answer: C
Diff: 2
22) A facility located primarily to obtain access to knowledge or skills that may exist within a
certain region is
Answer: E
Diff: 2
23) A facility that serves the market where it is located but also assumes responsibility for
product customization, process improvements, product modifications, or product development is
Answer: D
Diff: 2
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24) A facility that creates new products, processes, and technologies for the entire network is
D) a lead facility.
Answer: D
Diff: 2
25) Production technology displays significant economies of scale,

A) many high-capacity locations are the most effective.
B) few high-capacity locations are the most effective.
C) few high-capacity locations are the least effective.
D) few low-capacity locations are the most effective.
E) few low-capacity locations are the least effective.
Answer: B
Diff: 2
26) If facilities have lower fixed costs,

A) a few high-capacity facilities are preferred because this helps lower transportation costs.
B) a few local facilities are preferred because this helps lower transportation costs.
C) many high-capacity facilities are preferred because this helps lower transportation costs.
D) many local facilities are preferred because this helps lower transportation costs.
E) one central facility is preferred because this helps lower transportation costs.
Answer: D
Diff: 2
27) If the production technology is very inflexible and product requirements vary from one
country to another, a firm has to set up
A) local facilities to serve the market in each country.
B) a few high-capacity facilities to serve the market in each country.
C) many local facilities because this helps lower transportation costs.
D) a few high-capacity facilities because this helps lower transportation costs.
E) many high-capacity facilities because this helps lower transportation costs.
Answer: A
Diff: 3
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28) If the technology is flexible,
A) it becomes more difficult to consolidate manufacturing in a few large facilities.
B) it becomes more difficult to distribute manufacturing in many local facilities.
C) it becomes easier to consolidate manufacturing in a few large facilities.
D) it becomes easier to consolidate manufacturing in many local facilities.
E) the firm should have one central facility.
Answer: C
Diff: 3
29) Duties that must be paid when products and/or equipment are moved across international,
state, or city boundaries are referred to as
A) taxes.
B) tax incentives.
C) tariffs.
D) incentives.
Answer: C
Diff: 2
30) If a country has very high tariffs,

A) companies either do not serve the local market or set up manufacturing plants within the
country to save on duties.
B) companies do not serve the local market.
C) companies set up manufacturing plants within the country to save on duties.
D) companies will not serve the local market or set up manufacturing plants within the country to
save on duties.
E) companies will serve the local market by setting up regional manufacturing plants.
Answer: A
Diff: 2
31) Developing countries often create free trade zones where

A) duties and tariffs are imposed as long as production is used primarily for export.
B) duties and tariffs are imposed as long as production is used primarily for import.
C) duties and tariffs are relaxed as long as production is used primarily for export.
D) duties and tariffs are relaxed as long as production is used primarily for import.
E) duties and tariffs are increased as long as production is used primarily for export.
Answer: C
Diff: 1
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32) Building some over-capacity in the supply chain network and making the capacity flexible
allows a firm to alter production flows within the supply chain to
A) produce less in facilities that have a lower cost based on current exchange rates.
B) produce more in facilities that have a lower cost based on current exchange rates.
C) produce more in facilities that have a higher cost based on current exchange rates.
D) produce less in facilities that have the same cost based on current exchange rates.
E) None of the above are accurate.
Answer: B
Diff: 2
33) Total logistics costs are a sum of the

A) inventory and facility costs.
B) transportation and facility costs.
C) inventory and transportation costs.
D) inventory, transportation, and facility costs.
E) inventory, transportation, and faculty costs.
Answer: D
Diff: 2
34) The facilities in a supply chain network must

A) at least maximize total logistics cost.
B) at least equal the number that maximizes total logistics cost.
C) at least equal the number that minimizes total logistics cost.
D) at least minimize total logistics cost.
Answer: C
Diff: 1
35) When faced with a network design decision, the goal of a manager is to design a network
that
A) maximizes the firm's profits.
B) minimizes the firm's costs.
C) satisfies customer needs in terms of demand and responsiveness.
D) maximizes the firm's profits while satisfying customer needs in terms of demand and
responsiveness.
Answer: D
Diff: 2
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36) Which of the following is not a phase in the design of a global supply chain network?
A) Define a supply chain strategy
B) Define the regional facility configuration
C) Select desirable sites
D) Location choices
E) Implement supply chain strategy
Answer: E
Diff: 2
37) Which of the following is the first phase in the design of a global supply chain network?
A) Define a supply chain strategy
B) Define the regional facility configuration
C) Select desirable sites
D) Location choices
E) Implement supply chain strategy
Answer: A
Diff: 2
38) The objective of the first phase of network design is to

A) maximize total profits, taking into account the expected margin and demand in each market.
B) select a precise location and capacity allocation for each facility.
C) select a set of desirable sites within each region where facilities are to be located.
D) identify regions where facilities will be located, their potential roles, and their approximate
capacity.
E) specify what capabilities the supply chain network must have to support a firm's competitive
strategy.
Answer: E
Diff: 3
39) The objective of the second phase of network design is to

A) maximize total profits, taking into account the expected margin and demand in each market.
B) select a precise location and capacity allocation for each facility.
C) select a set of desirable sites within each region where facilities are to be located.
D) identify regions where facilities will be located, their potential roles, and their approximate
capacity.
E) specify what capabilities the supply chain network must have to support a firm's competitive
strategy.
Answer: D
Diff: 3
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hurrying and panting to Tryphena’s door.
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Jason before her.
But it was Jason, the prattling babe of her first knowledge; Jason,
the flaxen-headed, apple-cheeked cherub of the nursery; Jason, the
confiding, the merry, the loving, before pride had come to warp his
innocence. She fell on her knees to the child, and with a burst of
ecstasy caught him to her heart.
She asked no question of the old man as to when or whence this
apparition had come, or why he was here. For some reason she
dared not. She accepted him as some waif, whom an accidental
likeness had made glorious to their hungering hearts. As for the
father, he was utterly satisfied and content. He had heard a knock at
the door, he said, and had opened it and found this. The child was
naked, and his pink, wet body glazed with ice. Yet he seemed
insensible to the killing cold. It was Jason—that was enough. There
is no date nor time for imbecility. Its phantoms spring from the clash
of ancient memories. This was just as actually his child as—more so,
in fact, than—the grown young figure which, for all its manhood, had
dissolved into the mist of waters. He was more familiar with, more
confident of it, after all. It had come back to be unquestioningly
dependent on him; and that was likest the real Jason, flesh of his
flesh.
“Who are you, darling?” said Tryphena.
“I am Jason,” answered the child.
She wept, and fondled him rapturously.
“And who am I?” she asked. “If you are Jason, you must know
what to call me.”
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“I won’t,” she answered, with a burst of weeping. “It is Christmas
Day, dearest, when the miracle of a little child was wrought. I will ask
you nothing but to stay and bless our desolate home.”
He nodded, laughing.
“I will stay, until you ask me.”
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lavender, and dressed him in them. All day he laughed and prattled;
yet it was strange that, talk as he might, he never once referred to
matters familiar to the childhood of the lost sailor.
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was never to wake again.
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rapture upheld her; a sense of some compelling happiness, which
she knew before long must take shape on her lips.
They reached the seaward dunes—mere ghosts of foothold in that
smoke of flakes. The lap of vast waters seemed all around them,
hollow and mysterious. The sound flooded Tryphena’s ears,
drowning her senses. She cried out, and stopped.
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lower limbs seemed dissolving in the mists.
“I was to call you ‘mother’!” he cried, with a smile and toss of his
hand.
Even as he spoke, his pretty features wavered and vanished. The
snow broke into him, or he became part with it. Where he had been,
a gleam of iridescent dust seemed to show one moment before it
sank and was extinguished in the falling cloud. Then there was only
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Tryphena made this confession, on a Christmas Eve night, to one

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HIS CLIENT’S CASE
The “Personal Reminiscences” of the late Mr. Justice Ganthony, now
in process of being edited, are responsible for the following drollery:
—
My first “chambers” were on the top, not to say the attic, floor of a
house in (the now defunct) Furnival’s Inn. I called it “chambers,” in
the plural, on the strength of a coal-cellar, in the window-seat, and a
turn-up bedstead which became a cupboard by day. That accounted
for two rooms, and “the usual offices,” as the house-agents say,
when they refer to a kitchen six feet by eight in the basement.
Trousers, after all, are only one garment, although they are called a
pair.
There I sat among the cobwebs, like a spider, and waited for my
first brief. In the meanwhile, I lived as the spiders do—on hope,
flavoured with a little attic salt. It was not a cheering repast; but, such
as it was, there was no end to it. By and by I was almost convinced
(of what I had been friendlily advised) that it was a forlorn hope—the
sort that leads to glory and the grave; probably by starvation. A
spider has always, as a last resource, his web to roll up and devour. I
ate up my chambers by degrees; that is to say, I dined, figuratively,
day in day out, at the sign of the Three Balls. But this was to
consume my own hump, like the camel. When that should be all
gone, what next? There is a vulgar expression for prog, which is
“belly-timber.” I only realized its applicability to my own case when
my chairs and tables, and other furniture, had gone the primrose way
of digestion. It was the brass fender, a “genuine antique,” that sat
heaviest on my chest.
Furnival’s Inn was not a cheerful place to starve in. There was an
atmosphere of gloom and decay about it, which derived, no doubt,
from its former dealings in Chancery. In the days of its prosperity it
had fed the Inns of Court, as Winchester feeds New College; in my
time it could not feed itself. The rats were at it, and the bugs, which
are the only things I know of that can thrive on crumbling plaster. I
had the distinction of providing some of their rare debauches to the
latter; but that was before I began to crumble myself. Some of my
blood was certainly incorporated in the ancient walls, and was
included in their downfall.
My view, from Furnival’s Inn, was dismally introspective. It
commanded, in the first place, a quadrangle of emptiness; and
included, in the second, an array of lowering and mouldy tenements
like my own, at whose stark windows hungry expectant faces would
glimmer fitfully, and scan the yard for the clients who never came,
and disappear.
There was a decrepit inn, of another and the social type, budded,
like a vicious intestinal growth, within Furnival’s. I used to speculate,
as I looked down at night on its tottering portico, and solemn old
frequenters, and the lights blinking behind its blinds like corpse-
candles, if it were not a half-way house of call for the dead. For, by
day, all business seemed withdrawn from it, and its upper rooms
might have been mortuaries for any life they exhibited. No cheery
housemaid ever looked from their windows to chaff the amorous
Boots below. There was none to chaff. The dead need no boots.
Furnival’s Inn had one gullet, by which the roar of the world came
in from Holborn. Little else came in but tradesmen, and bailiffs, and
an occasional policeman in a thoughtful archæological mood. But the
gullet was a vent as much of exit as of entrance; and by it one could
escape from the madness of ghostly isolation, and mingle with the
world, and look in the pastry-cooks’ windows. Whenever I was
moved to one of these chameleonic foraging expeditions, I would pin
a ticket on my door: “Called away. Please leave message with
housekeeper,” and light my pipe with it when I returned. I wonder if
any one ever read the fatuous legends? To Hope’s eyes, I am sure,
they must have been dinted, like phonographic records, with the
echoes of all the footsteps that ever sounded on the stairs during my
absences.
Those footsteps! How they marked the measure of my
desperation! They were not many, and they were far between; but
not one in all the dreary tale ever reached my attic. Why should they,
indeed? I am free to acknowledge its moral inaccessibility.
Jurisprudence does not, in its convincing phases, inhabit
immediately under the roof. The higher one lives, in practice, the
lower one’s practice is like to be. The law is not an elevating pursuit.
I recognized this in the end; and the moment I recognized it I got
my first client.
One November evening, very depressed at last, I was sitting
smoking, and ruminating over my doleful fate, and thinking if I had
not better shut myself up for good and all in the bed-cupboard, when
I heard steps enter the hall below. My ears pricked, of course, from
force of habit, and from force of habit I uttered a scornful stage laugh
—for the withering of Fortune, if she happened to be by. But, in spite
of my scorn, the steps, ignoring the architects’ offices on the ground
floor (Frost and Driffel, contractors for Castles in Spain), ascended
and continued to ascend—past the deed-engrosser’s closet on the
half-way landing; past the empty chambers immediately below mine
(whence, on gusty nights, the tiny creaking of the rope, by which the
last tenant had hanged himself from a beam, would speak through
the floor under my bed), and higher yet, right up to my door.
Hope, dying on a pallet up three flights of stairs, sprang alert on
the instant. It might be a friend, a creditor, the housekeeper:
something telepathic, flowing through the panels, assured me that it
was none of these things. Tap-tap! so smart on the woodwork that it
made me jump. I swept pipes and tobacco into a drawer. “Come in!” I
cried. Then, as the visitor entered, “John, throw up the window a
little! O, bother the boy! he’s out.”
I don’t know if the new-comer was imposed on. He nodded and
sniffed.
“Tobacco!” he exclaimed. “What an age since I’ve tasted it! Mr.
Ganthony, I presume?”
I bowed.
“Barrister-at-law?”
I bowed again. My plate was in the hall to inform him.
“Accept my instructions for a brief.”
He stated it so abruptly that it took my breath away. If all this was
outside procedure, I was not going to quarrel with my bread and
butter. I motioned him to a chair, and, taking up pen and paper
tentatively, was in a position to scrutinize my visitor.
His appearance was certainly odd—a marked exaggeration, I
should have pronounced it, of the legal type. His face was very red;
his enormous side-whiskers very white. Large spectacles obscured
his eyes, and he wore his silk hat (of an obsolete pattern) cocked
rakishly over one of them. Add to this that his voluminous frock-coat
looked like a much larger man’s misfit; that his black cotton gloves
were preposterously long in the fingers; that he carried a “gamp” of
the pantomime pattern, and it will be obvious that I had some reason
for my astonishment. But I kept that in hand. A lawyer, after all, must
come to graduate in the eccentricities of clients.
He looked perkily, with an abrupt action of his head, round about
him; then came to me again.
“Large practice?” he asked.
“Large enough for my needs,” I answered winningly.
“H’m!” He sniffed. “They don’t appear to be many.”
“That—excuse me—is my affair,” I said with dignity.
“Of course,” he said; “of course. Only I looked you up—accident
serving intuition—on the supposition that you were green, you know
—one of the briefless ones—called to the Bar, but not chosen, eh?”
I plumped instantly for frankness.
“You are my first retainer,” I said.
His manner changed at once. He pulled his chair a little nearer
me, with an eager motion.
“Thats what I wanted,” he said. “That’s it. The sort that are
suffering to win their spurs. None of your egregious old-stagers, who
require their briefs to be endorsed to the tune of three figures before
they’ll move—‘monkey’-in-the-slot men, I call ’em. Thinks I to myself,
Here’s the sort that’ll be willing to take up a case on spec’.”
My enthusiasm shot down to zero.
“O!” I said, with a falling face; “on speculation!”
“There’s a fortune in it for a clever advocate,” he answered
eagerly. “A fortune! all Pactolus in a nutshell. I’ve had my
experiences of the other kind. They squeeze you, and throw you
away; take the wages of sin, and hand you over to the deuce. What
do you say?”
“If you will give me the particulars,” I answered, without heart, “I
shall be able to judge better. Your client——?”
He laughed joyously; frowned; put his hat on the floor; crossed his
arms over his umbrella-handle, and glowered ferociously at me,
squinting through his glasses.
“Exactly,” he said; “my client, ha-ha! Here, then, young sir, is my
client’s case.
“His name is Buggins” (I glanced involuntarily at the wall). “He is,
or was, until envy combined with detraction to ruin him, a company-
promoter. As such, his trend was always towards insurance. It
offered the best opportunities to a great creative genius. Buggins,
being all that, recognized the still amazing potentialities in a field of
commerce, which, though much worked, remains unexhausted—
almost, one might say, inexhaustible. In his younger days he showed
a pretty invention in devising and engineering what I may call
personal essays in this line. His Insurance against Waterspouts,
which he worked principally in the Midlands, brought him some
handsome returns with a single generation of farmers. It was based
on a cloud-burst at Bethesda, in Wales, which ruined quite a number.
Other flights of his immature genius were, respectively, Insurance
against Death in Diving-bells; against Death of a Broken Heart;
against Official Strangulation; against Non-fatal Disfiguration by
Lightning; against Death by Starvation (this last was largely
patronized by millionaires). On a somewhat higher plane were his
Provident Dipsomaniary, whose policies matured, or ‘burst,’ as
Buggins phrased it, at the age of eighty-five, an essential condition
being that the holders must put in their claims in person; his Physical
Promotion League, which guaranteed to pay to the parents of any
child, insured in it during his teens, a sum of ten pounds on the
child’s reaching twenty-five years of age and a minimum height of six
feet, and a thousand pounds for every additional inch which it grew
afterwards; his Anti-Fiction Mutual, whose policies were forfeitable
on first conviction of having written a novel (this proved one of the
most profitable of all Buggins’s enterprises for a time; but in the end
the national malady proved incurable, and subscribers fell off); his
Psychical Pocket Research Society, which offered an Insurance
against Ghost-seeing, the policy-holder forfeiting his claim on proof
of his first supernatural visitation (but this was so violently assailed
by the opposition society, which offered to prove that there were not
three people in the United Kingdom who were insusceptible to
spooks, that the scheme had to be abandoned); finally, in this
category, his Bachelors’ Protection Association, which provided that,
if a member reached the age of ninety without having married, he
should receive an annuity beginning at fifty pounds, and rising, by
yearly increments of ten pounds, to ten thousand pounds—figures
which, in a centenarian age, were successful in dazzling a great
many.
“But, by then, Buggins was beginning to master the deep ethics of
his trade, and to realize that its heaviest emoluments were rooted in
the grand principle of profitable self-denial. People will be unselfish if
they see money in it; you can’t stop ’em.
“One other notable venture marks this period of what I may call his
moral transition. That was his inspired scheme for insuring against
illness, in the sense that any policy-holder admitting him or herself to
be seriously indisposed, lost the right to compensation. It would have
proved a godsend in a neurotic age; but the antagonism of the entire
medical profession, with the single exception of the officer appointed
by the company, killed it.
“We come now to Buggins’s final matured achievements. I beg
your pardon?”
I had said nothing; but I suppose there is such a thing as a
“speaking” silence. Certainly, if I had looked as I felt, I was a more
drivelling maniac by now than Buggins himself. The visitor seemed
to shoot out his eyes like an angry crab.
“Young man, young man!” he said warningly, “I begin to be
suspicious that, after all, I may be misplacing my confidence.”
He looked banefully into his hat, where it stood rim upwards on the
floor; then, suddenly overwrought, kicked it fiercely across the room.
The action seemed to restore him to complete urbanity. He smiled.
“So perish all Buggins’s enemies!” he said loftily; “and hail the
grand climacteric!”
He pinned me, like a live butterfly, to the wall behind me with a
fixed and penetrating gaze.
“What would you say,” he said quietly, “to an Insurance against
Brigandage, available to all travelling in Sicily or the Balkans, and
realizable” (his watchfulness was intense) “on the receipt, at the
head-offices in the Shetland Islands, of a nose, ear, or other organ,
attested, under urgency, by the nearest consul, to be the personal
property of the applicant desiring a ransom?”
He paused significantly. “I should say,” I responded drivellingly,
“that, as a feat of pure inspiration, it—it takes the cake.”
“Ah!” He shouted it, and sprang to his feet joyously. “You are the
man for me! You justify my confidence, as the returns justified
Buggins’s daring conception. Would you believe it: within the first few
months, bushels of noses were received at the head-offices, every
one of which Buggins had no difficulty in proving to be false! But,
hush! stay!—there was to be a higher flight!”
He had been pacing riotously up and down. Now he flounced to a
stop before me, and held me once more with his glittering eye.
“It took the form,” he whispered, “of a Purgatory Mutual, on the
Tontine principle, the last out to take the pool!”
I rose, trembling, to my feet, as he burst into a violent fit of
laughter.
“It was that,” he shouted, as he set to racing up and down again,
“which let loose the dogs of envy, spite, and slander. They called him
mad—him, Buggins, mad, ha-ha! It was the fools themselves were
mad. He ignored their clamour; his vast brain was yet busy with
immortal conceptions; he matured a scheme against Death from
Flying-machines” (here he tore off one whisker and threw it into the
fireplace); “he did more—he personally tested the theory of
aerostatics” (here he tore off the other whisker, and stamped on it).
“Too great, too absorbed, he never noticed that the unstable engine
had landed him in the grounds of a private asylum, and, relieved of
his weight, had soared away again. The attendants came; they
seized and immured him; they would not believe his assurances that
he was a perfect stranger. From that day to this, when fortuitous
circumstances enabled him to escape, he has appealed to their
justice, their humanity, in vain.”
Again he stopped before me, and, flinging his spectacles in my
face, rent open the breast of his coat.
“Know me at last for what I am!” he yelled. “I am Buggins, and I
appoint you my advocate in the action I am about to bring against
the Commissioners of Lunacy!”
The door opened softly, and a masculine face peered round the
edge. Its scrutiny appearing satisfactory, it was followed by the whole
of an official form, which, in its entering, revealed another, large and
passionless, standing behind it.
“Now, Mr. Buggins,” said the first, “we’re a-waitin’ for you to take
up your cue.”
The visitor whipped round, started, chuckled, and, to my relief and
surprise, responded rather abjectly.
“All right, Johnson,” he said. “I just slipped out between the acts for
a whiff of fresh air.”
“Well,” said the man, “you must be quick and come along, or you’ll
spile the play.”
He went quite tamely, and the second official outside received him
stolidly into custody. Mate number one lingered to touch his cap to
me and explain.
“Flyborough Asylum, sir. They give him a part in some private
theatricals, and he tuk advantage of his disguise as a family lawyer
to hook it between the acts. None of us reco’nized him, or guessed
what he’d done, till the time come for him to take up his cue; and
then, with the prompter howling for him and him not answering, the
truth struck us of a heap.”
I was down in my chair, flabby and gasping.
“But what brought him to me?” I groaned.
“Train, sir,” answered the man; “plenty of ’em, and easy to catch
from the suburbs. Why he come on here? Why, his offices in the old
days was in Furnival’s; it were that give us the clue. I suppose, now”
(he took off his cap, took a red handkerchief from it, thoughtfully
mopped his forehead, and returned the bandana to its nest), “I
suppose, now, he’s been a-gammoning of you pretty high with his
insurances? His fust principle in life was always to play upon fools.”
AN ABSENT VICAR
“Exactly,” said the Reverend Septimus Prior; “the exchange was
the most fortuitous, not to say the most fortunate” (he gave a little
giggle and bow) “possible. Your uncle saw my advertisement,
answered it, and for a brief period he goes to my cure, and I come to
his.”
“Well, if you feel certain,” said Miss Robin, regretfully resting in her
lap the novel she was reading.
Mr. Prior sipped his tea and nibbled his rusk. In the intervals
between, he would occasionally glance at the portrait of a scholarly
cleric, with a thin grim mouth and glassy eyes, which bantered him
from the wall opposite.
“Your uncle—Mr. Fearful?” he had once ventured to ask; and the
niece had answered, “Yes. It is very like him.”
Now he paused, with his cup half-way to his mouth.
“I beg your pardon?” he exclaimed.
Miss Robin put her book to her lips, and looking over it—really
rather charmingly,—yawned behind the cover. She was surprisingly
dégagée for a country vicar’s niece—self-collected, and admirably
pretty; though her openwork stockings, which she did not hesitate to
cross her legs to display, filled him with a weak sense of
entanglement in some unrighteous mystery.
“You said?” he invited her.
“I said, If you feel certain,” she repeated calmly.
“Ah!” he said. “Yes. You mean?”
“I mean,” she said, without a ruffle, “that Uncle Philip may have
settled to swap livings with you pro tem., and may have started off to
take yours, and may have got there—if you feel certain that he has.”
“To be sure,” he answered. “Why shouldn’t I?”
“Had he arrived—when you started—for here?”
“No. Certainly he hadn’t arrived. My train was due. I had to leave a
message; but——”
She stopped him by dropping her book into her lap; and, clasping
one knee in her hands, conned him amiably.
“Did he lead you to expect a niece among the charges he was
committing to your care—or cure?” she asked.
“Well, I must confess,” said the young man, blushing, “he—ah!
mentioned a housekeeper—Mrs. Gaunt, I think—but——”
“No, of course not,” she interrupted him. “He had forgotten all
about me.”
Mr. Prior gasped, and looked down. This was his first holiday
exchange of livings—an unsophisticated venture, which he was
already half repenting. A suburban cure; a desire for fresh pastures;
a daring resolution; an advertisement in the “Church Times”; a
prompt answer; as prompt an acceptance (after due reference to the
Clergy List); a long railway journey; a tramp, relatively as long, to a
remote parsonage on the road to a seaport; an arrival in the dark; an
innocence of all expectation of, or preparation for him; an
explanation; production of his written voucher, and—here he was,
accepted, he could not but think, on sufferance. But there he thought
wrong. Miss Robin was not near so upset by his appearance as he
was.
“He comes and goes” (she said of Uncle Philip) “without reference
to anybody or anything. We never know what he’ll do next, or who’ll
introduce himself into the house as his friend. It may be a burglar or
a pirate for all we know. All sorts of strange people come up from the
port, and are shown into my uncle’s room, and out again by himself
at the side door. At least, I suppose so. We never know what
becomes of them, or what’s going on, any more than I doubt he does
himself. I dare say they fleece him nicely; and—you may laugh—but
when he’s in his absent moods, you might undress him without his
knowing. Only he’d probably strike you to the ground when he found
out—he’s such an awful temper.”
“Dear me!” murmured the young man; “how very curious. One
hears of such cases.”
“Does one?” said Miss Robin. “I’d rather hear of, than live with
them, anyhow; and in a desert, too. It wouldn’t so much matter if he
didn’t always hold others to blame for his mistakes and mislayings.
He kept me in bed a week once, because he’d read right through a
treatise on explosives in the pulpit, before he discovered that it
wasn’t his peace-thanksgiving sermon.”
“Astonishing!” said Mr. Prior; then added, with a faint smile, “Well, I
can promise you, at least, that I’m not a pirate.”
“No,” she said, “I can see you’re not. Won’t you have some more
tea?”
He was shown to his bedroom by Mrs. Gaunt, who was a stony,
silent woman, bleak with mystery. All night the wind howled round
the lonely building; and the unhappy man, who, in a phase of worldly
revolt, egged on by a dare-devil parishioner, had once read “The
House on the Marsh”, thought of Sarah and Mr. Rayner, and of a
silent weaving of strings across the stairway in the dark to catch him
tripping should he venture upon escape.
He arose, feverish, to a sense of hooting draughts in a grey house,
and went to matins in the gaunt dull church, which stood as lonely as
a shepherd’s hut on a slope hard by. There was nothing in sight but
wind-torn pastures, and, all around, little graves, which seemed
trying vainly to tuck themselves and their shivering epitaphs under
the grass. There appeared nothing in the world to attract a
congregation; but, as a matter of fact, there were a few old frosted
spinsters present, of that amphibious order, a sort of landcrabs,
which forgathers on the neutral wastes between sea and country.
Mr. Prior went back to his dreary breakfast at the Vicarage. His
lady hostess, it appeared, was wont to lie late abed, and did not think
it worth her while to alter her habits for him. The meal, however, had
been served and left to petrify, pending his return from matins. It was
with a consciousness of congealed bacon-fat, insufficiently dissolved
by lukewarm tea, sticking to the roof of his mouth, that he rose from
it, and pondered his next movement. No one came near him. He
looked dismally out on a weedy drive. He rather wished Miss Robin
would condescend to his company. He was no pirate, certainly; but
he believed he would brave, had braved already, much for his cloth.
She had beautiful eyes—clear windows, he was sure, to a virginal
soul. But then, the other end! the white feet peeping through that
devil’s lattice! He tried to recall any authority in Holy Writ for
openwork stockings. Certainly pilgrims went barefoot, and half a loaf
was better than no bread.
“This will not do, Septimus,” he said, weakly striking his breast. “I
will go and compose my sermon.”
He stepped into the hall. It was papered in cold blue and white
marble, with a mahogany umbrella stand, and nothing else, to
temper its tomb-like austerity. At the further end was a baize door of
a faded strawberry colour.
He was entitled to the run of the house, he concluded. There had
been no mention of any Bluebeard chamber. But, then, to be sure,
there had been no mention of a niece. The association of ideas
tingled him. What if he should turn the handle and alight on Miss
Robin?
He flipped his breast again, frowning, and strode to the baize door.
Beside it, he now observed, a passage went off to the kitchens.
Desperately he pulled the door, found a second, of wood, beyond it,
opened that also, and found himself in what was obviously the
Vicar’s study.
Obviously, that is to say, to his later conceptions of his
correspondent. Otherwise he might have taken it for the laboratory of
a scientist. It was lined with bookcases, sparsely volumed; but five
out of every six shelves were thronged with jars, instruments, and
engines of a terrifying nature. In one place was a curtained recess
potential with unholiness. Prints of discomposing organs hung on the
walls. Immemorial dust blurred everything. There was a pedestalled
desk in the middle, and opposite it, hung with a short curtain, a half-
glazed door which the intruder, tiptoeing thither and peeping, with his
heart at the gallop, found to lead into a dismal narrow lane which
communicated with the road. He returned to the desk, which, frankly
open, seemed to invite him to its use, and was pondering the moral
practicability of composition in the midst of such surroundings, when
a voice at his ear almost made him jump out of his skin.
“Pardon me, sir; but have you the master’s permission to use this
room?”
Mrs. Gaunt had come upon him without a sound.
“Dear me, madam!” he said, wiping his forehead. “What do you
mean?”
“I mean, sir,” she said, in her stony, colourless way, “that this room
is interdict to both great and little, now and always, unless he makes
an exception in your favour.”
“There was no specific mention of it, certainly,” said Mr. Prior,
“neither for nor against. I concluded that the use of a study was not
debarred me.”
“Pardon me,” she repeated monotonously. “I believe you
concluded wrong, sir.”
“The door was not locked.”
“There are some prohibitions,” she said, “that need no locks.”
The inference was fearful.
“Miss June” (ecstatic name!) “and I,” she said, “have never dared
so much as to put our noses inside, and not a word spoken to forbid
it.”
Mr. Prior, to his own astonishment, revolted. Smarting, perhaps,
under the memory of some suspected covert innuendo in a certain
silvery acquiescence in a statement of his made last night, he
revolted. He would prove that he could be a pirate if he chose.
“I shall stop here,” he said, trembling all over. “There was no
embargo laid, and I must have somewhere to write my sermon.”
“Of course,” said a voice; and Miss Robin stood in the doorway—
the most enchanting morning vision, her eyes bright with curiosity.
“I am delighted you support me,” he said, kindling and advancing.
She still looked beside and around him.
“Do you know,” she said, “it is perfectly true. I have not once dared
to venture in here before, though never actually told not to. But that
is all one, I think. What an extraordinary litter!”
She had not ventured! and with the inducement of her petrifying
surroundings! She was uninquisitive, then—“an excellent thing in
woman.”
“Since there is no veto,” he said, incomparably audacious,
“supposing we explore together?”
She looked at him admiringly.
“I should like to.” She hesitated.
“June!” cried Mrs. Gaunt.
“And I will,” said the girl.
But the housekeeper, content, it appeared, with her protest, stood,
not uninterested in the subsequent investigation.
“Do you not find all this a little remote, a little lifeless sometimes,
Miss Robin?” said the clergyman, greatly daring.
She shrugged her shoulders.
“Eels get used to skinning. It’s not life, of course. But I have to
make the best of it, and there’s no help.”
“Ah, yes, there is!” said her companion, intending to imply the
spiritual, but half hoping she would construe it into the material
consolation.
“What do you mean?” she asked simply.
“Why,” he said, stammering and blushing furiously, and giving
away his case at once, “with your youth, and—and beauty—O,
forgive me! I am a little confused.”
“Where do you live?” she said, fixing him with her large eyes.
“At Clapton,” he murmured.
“It sounds most joyous,” she said, clasping her hands.
Hardly knowing what he did, he pulled the curtain away from the
recess by which they stood, and instantly staggered back. The
housekeeper, who, foreseeing his act, had crept up inquisitively
behind, gave a mortal gasp, and Miss Robin a faint shriek—for,
stretched lifeless and livid on a couch within, lay the stark body of a
man.
For a minute they all stood staring, frozen with horror; then Mrs.
Gaunt began to wring her hands.
“It is the same,” she cried, in awful tones. “I remember him—the
dark foreigner. He wandered up here from the port a week ago; and I
took him in to the master, and he never came out again. I thought he
had let him go by the door there into the lane. O, woe on this fearful
house! Long have I suspected and long dreaded. The sounds, and
the awful, awful smells!”
“Perhaps,” whispered the girl, gulping, and clutching at her breast,
“he died unexpectedly, and uncle put him away here, and forgot all
about him.”
Mrs. Gaunt shrieked, and seizing the clergyman’s arm, pointed—
“Look! Pickled babies—one, two, three! And bones! And a fish-
kettle! It is all plain. He kills them, and boils them down for his
experiments, and by an accident he forgot to empty his larder—his
larder! hoo-hoo!—before he went!”
She broke into hysteric laughter and gaspings. Miss Robin,
whinnying, tottered quite close up to the young man, who stood
shivering and speechless.
“What can we do to save him?” she whimpered. “Mr. Prior, say
something!”
Thus urged, the unhappy young man strove to press his brain into
a focus with his hand, and to rally himself to what, he felt, was the
supreme occasion of his life. The appealing eyes and parted lips so
close to his would have intoxicated a saint, much more a pirate.
“We must warn him—agony column—from returning,” he
ejaculated, reeling. “Cryptic address—has he any distinguishing
mark?”
“Yes,” she said, with frantic eagerness; “he has a large mole at the
root of his nose.”
“Very well,” he said—“something of this sort: ‘Nose, with large
mole at root of. All discovered. Don’t return!’ ”
“But what is the use of an advertisement? O, Mr. Prior! what is the
use of an advertisement when we know where he is, or ought to be,
and can go——?”
“Do you really think he will be there? It was a blind. O, Miss Robin,
it is evident now it was a blind to cover his tracks!”
“But why should he have designed to escape at all, leaving this—
O, Mr. Prior!—leaving this horror behind him?”
“We can only conjecture—O, Miss Robin, we can only conjecture!
Perhaps because of his conscience overtaking him; perhaps
because, killing in haste, he discovered at leisure that it would not go
into the kettle; perhaps in a phase of that deadly absence of mind,
which, he will have realized by now, the Lord has converted to his
confusion.”
“Well, if you are right. And in the meantime we must get rid of this
—somehow. O, pray think of a means! Do! Do!”
Mrs. Gaunt steadied her storming breast as she leaned for
support, with hanging head, against the door.
“There’s the old well—off the lane,” she panted, without looking
up. “He there might have fallen in—as he went out—and none have
guessed it to this day.”
It was a fearful inspiration. Mr. Prior, in that moment of supreme
sentient exaltation, abandoned himself to the awful rapture of things.
“June!” he whispered, putting shaking hands on the girl’s
shoulders; “if I do this thing for your sake, will you—will you—I have
a mother—this is no longer a place for you—come to Clapton?”
“Yes,” she answered, offering to nestle to him. “I had supposed
that was understood.”
He was a little taken aback.
“We must move this first,” he said, wringing his damp forehead.
“Who—who will help me?”
It was really heroic of him. In a shuddering group, they
approached together the terrible thing—hesitated—plunged, and
dragged it out with a sickening flop on the floor.
A greasy turban, which it wore, rolled away, disclosing a near bald
head. Its eyes were closed; its teeth grinned through a fluff of dark
hair; a lank frock-coat embraced its body, linen puttees its shanks,
and at the end were stiff bare feet.
“Look, and see if the coast is clear,” gasped the clergyman.
Miss Robin turned to obey, and uttered a startled shriek.
“What are you doing with my Senassee?” cried a terrible voice at
the door.
Mr. Prior whipped round, echoing his beloved’s squawk. A fierce
old man, leaning on a stick, stood glaring in the opening.
“Uncle!” cried the girl.
He advanced, sneering and caustic, pushed them all rudely aside,
dropped on his knees beside the corpse, and, thrusting his finger
forcibly into its mouth, appeared to hook and roll its tongue forward.
Instantly an amazing transformation occurred. A convulsion shook
the body; life flowed into its drab cheeks; its eyes opened and rolled;
inarticulate sounds came from its jaws.
“Ha!” cried the old man; “I have foreclosed on these busybodies.”
Then he rose to his feet, leaving the patient yawning and
stretching on the floor.
“Fearful!” gasped the clergyman.
“Do you address me, sir?” asked the old man, scowling.
“Conjurer!” whispered Mr. Prior.
“If you like,” snarled the other. “It is a common enough trick with
these Yogis, but one I had never seen until he came my way and
offered to show it me for a consideration. I had forgot he was still
lying there when I agreed to exchange livings with you. (You are Mr.
Prior, I presume?) It was the merest oversight, which I remembered
on my way, and came back by an early train to rectify—none too
soon, it seems, for the staying of meddlesome fingers.”
“Forgot he was there!” cried Mr. Prior.
“And what if I did, sir?” snapped the other. “It was a full week he
had lain tranced; and let me tell you, sir, I have more things to think
of in a week than your mind could accommodate in a century. Why,”
he cried, in sudden enlightenment, “I do believe the fools imagined I
had murdered the man.”
“Look at the babies in the bottles!” cried Mrs. Gaunt hysterically.
“As to you, you old ass,” shouted the Vicar, flouncing round, “if you
can’t distinguish embryo simiadæ from babies, you’d better call
yourself Miss, as I believe you are!”
“I give notice on the spot!” cried Mrs. Gaunt.
Miss Robin stepped up bravely to the young clergyman, and linked
her arm in his.
“And I,” she said. “I think you have behaved very cruelly to me, to
us all, Uncle, and—and Mr. Prior has a mother.”
“I dare say; he seems fool enough for anything,” roared the old
gentleman. “Go back to her, sir! Go to——”
June shrieked.
“Clapton!” he shouted, “and take this baggage with you!”

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