) "Come up
here! Giussieppe's saying something we don't understand."
Jimmy listened and interpreted between hiccups.
"He says you'd better play the organ, Bubbles, and let him do the
stalking. The monkey knows him."
"By Jove, he's quite right," said Sir Christopher ,from the
landing. "Take it, Bubbles, at once."
"My God!" said Lord Lundie in horror.
The chase reverberated over our heads, from the attics to the
first floor and back again. Bodies and Voices met in collision
and argument, and once or twice the organ hit walls and doors.
Then it broke forth in a new manner.
"He's playing it," said Jimmy. "I know his acute Justinian ear.
Are you fond of music?"
"I think Lord Lundie plays very well for a beginner," I ventured.
"Ah! That's the trained legal intellect. Like mastering a brief.
I haven't got it." He wiped his eyes and shook.
"Hi!" said Penfentenyou, looking through the stained glass window
down the garden. "What's that!"
* * * * * * * * *
A household removals van, in charge of four men, had halted at
the gate.
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