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THE AUTHOR OF "TRIXIE"
"Splendid, Pontifex!" said Chloë "And if you don't, I will. But now, what about buzzing round to the Vicarage and telling dear old mother the good news? About your bishopric, I mean."
"Surely," said the Archdeacon. "That is my very first duty. After you into the lift, my love."
The three of them entered the lift and were instantly carried upwards.
"Tell me, Venerable, won't you," said Chloë as they ascended, "what you've got in that dispatch-case of yours. Is it just some old newspapers, or what?"
"That," said the Archdeacon, "is a question which I shall not answer, but perhaps," he added roguishly, "perhaps your plain-clothes man, Chloë, might tell you."
The lift stopped; they walked out and emerged into Sloane Street. Dunkle
