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Well sit in the hallway, dad; its too dirty in the kitchen. Did it, I amended
dreamily and took up my knife and fork. I trudged up thestairs once more and
entered Stanleys room. I beckoned him to come closer and he came very slowly
and cautiously.
I was holding the otheragainst the floor.
Stanley chewed the
end of his steak nervously. The blood of the Gudgeons surged within me.
There
ought to be a DiscardedFathers Union. I closed the door behind her and guided
her up the hall.
Thats what they all say, he said bitterly.
I had lost my job;
this did not worry me much but I put it inwith the rest, as a difficulty.
I
remember the time when my father was the head of thehouse. Gingerly I scrambled
out of the wardrobe andstretched myself.
Eleven oclock boomed out from
somewhere far away.
He smiled at me and I smiled back and winked. I finished
the porridge in a daze andhe whisked the plate away and replaced it with
another.
Well, I said sadly, youve been getting yourself into troubleagain. I
was prettymessy when Id finished, but I wiped my hands on the mat and lit my
oldpipe.
It is essential to get a proper grasp of aproblem before it can be
dealt with.
The front door creaked and the murmur of hushed voices filtered
throughthe darkness.
Thats all right, you fool, but what about the number on
your cycle! The girl smiled at me, andturned to Stanley. There ought to be a
DiscardedFathers Union.
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