Clarence Budington Kelland

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Clarence Budington Kelland Edwy Peddie—Scientific Humanitarian (1916)

Crabb, sourly.
I made no retort. I left him and passed out into the road, assuming what the dullest intellect would have recognized as a thoughtful, studious pace. From time to time I removed my hat and clutched my head as one does during arduous brain toil. To be successful in any profession one must not neglect to impress observers.
I was so engrossed m study, my mind was so perfectly concentrated, that I did not observe the approach of an automobile.
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Clarence Budington Kelland Edwy Peddie—Scientific Humanitarian (1916)

My plans were working splendidly.
"Have you your overalls?" I whispered to Miss Jane.
"Greasy ones," she whispered back.
"At midnight to-morrow," I said. "Be ready."
She nodded. "How will I get my things out to pack my trunks?"
"You have the balance of to-day and to-morrow," said I. "Carry out your things piecemeal, concealed under the garments you are wearing. If your parents evince an interest in your visits to the trunk-room, tell them you are thinking of devoting your life to art. You paint in water-colors, do you not?
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Clarence Budington Kelland Edwy Peddie—Scientific Humanitarian (1916)

At the door Mrs. Crabb picked up a diminutive brown puppy with a bored expression and floppy ears, and at the table held it precariously on her lap. Mr. Crabb was there. He glanced at the puppy and nodded to me with a significant scowl.
The meal began in silence, but presently Mrs. Crabb turned to address an inconsequential remark to me. Mr. Crabb interrupted vehemently.
"Hey, Maggie," he shouted, "that insect's eating off your plate!"
I looked. It was so. The puppy was partaking calmly of Mrs. Crabb's potatoes.
She was in no wise irritated. "Poor 'ittle ducksy," she said. "Him's hungry.
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