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266 flurry. We heard the Uncle say, "God bless my soul!" and then he went into Father's study and the door was shut&mdash;we didn't see him properly at all that time.

I don't believe the dinner was very nice. Something got burned I'm sure&mdash;for we smelt it. It was an extra smell, besides the mutton. I know that got burned. Eliza wouldn't have any of us in the kitchen except Dora&mdash;till dinner was over. Then we got what was left of the dessert, and had it on the stairs&mdash;just round the corner where they can't see you from the hall, unless the first landing gas is lighted. Suddenly the study door opened and the Uncle came out and went and felt in his great coat pocket. It was his cigar-case he wanted. We saw that afterwards. We got a much better view of him then. He didn't look like an Indian but just like a kind of brown, big Englishman, and of course he didn't see us, but we heard him mutter to himself&mdash;

"Shocking bad dinner! Eh!&mdash;what?" When he went back to the study he didn't shut the door properly. That door has always been a little tiresome since the day we took the lock off to get out the pencil sharpener H. O. had shoved into the keyhole. We didn't listen&mdash;really and truly&mdash;but the Indian Uncle has