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 THE COLLECTOR 329 "That you f Simpson ? Is she there?" in Abadam's dressing-room. He 'd got I said: hold of the wax that Abadam uses, and "Of course she is n't. Can't you see he 'd twisted up the ends of his little mus- where you are? You 're in Mrs. Aba- tache till it looked as ferocious as th<: dam's bath-room." German emperor's. And he was wearing He said: Abadam's dressing-gown, blue brocade; "MRS. FQLYAT.RAlKES WAS REDUCED TO HUNTING HIM IN OTHER PEOPLE'S HOUSES" "I know that. If you 11 swear it 's all right, I 11 open the door/' I did swear, and he opened the door, and we all saw him. That 's to say, we saw a figure. You could n't. have known it. was Watt Gunn, His hair was parted in the middle, and lay flat down, all sleeked by the shower-bath and by some odorous oil that he ! d found LXXJCVTI— 42 with cerise collar and cuffs. I daresay it was n't a bit too biff for Abadam,— he 'a the tall kind, all legs and arms, over and above his nose,— but it had swallowed up Watt Gunn at one mouthful, all but his sleek little head and the terrifying, up- turned mustache, and it trailed on the floor behind him. I don't suppose be knew what he looked