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Rh "No need for Bones to hurry so!"
 * Thought I. "In fact, I doubt

If it was worth his while to go— And who is Tibbs, I'd like to know,
 * To make such work about?

"If Tibbs is anything like me,
 * It's possible," I said,

"He won't be over-pleased to be Dropped in upon at half-past three,
 * After he's snug in bed.

"And if Bones plagues him anyhow—
 * Squeaking and all the rest of it,

As he was doing here just now— I prophesy there'll be a row,
 * And Tibbs will have the best of it!"