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Chapter 18

           Havingcometotheclimax,hesmackedhislipsagreatmanytimes,andtakingalongheartysniffofthefragrancethatwashoveringabout,putonthecoveragainwiththeairofonewhosetoilsonearthwereover.

           ‘Atwhattimewillitbeready?’askedMrCodlinfaintly.

           ‘It’llbedonetoaturn,’saidthelandlordlookinguptotheclockandtheveryclockhadacolourinitsfatwhiteface,andlookedaclockforjollySandboystoconsult‘it’llbedonetoaturnattwenty-twominutesbeforeeleven.’

           ‘Then,’saidMrCodlin,‘fetchmeapintofwarmale,anddon’tletnobodybringintotheroomevensomuchasabiscuittillthetimearrives.’

           Noddinghisapprovalofthisdecisiveandmanlycourseofprocedure,thelandlordretiredtodrawthebeer,andpresentlyreturningwithit,appliedhimselftowarmthesameinasmalltinvesselshapedfunnel-wise,fortheconvenienceofstickingitfardowninthefireandgettingatthebrightplaces.Thiswassoondone,andhehandeditovertoMrCodlinwiththatcreamyfrothuponthesurfacewhichisoneofthehappycircumstancesattendantonmulledmalt.

           Greatlysoftenedbythissoothingbeverage,MrCodlinnowbethoughthimofhiscompanions,andacquaintedminehostoftheSandboysthattheirarrivalmightbeshortlylookedfor.Therainwasrattlingagainstthewindowsandpouringdownintorrents,andsuchwasMrCodlin’sextremeamiabilityofmind,thathemorethanonceexpressedhisearnesthopethattheywouldnotbesofoolishastogetwet.

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