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 see. They were wondering what they should do when the policeman cried out:—

“Come along there! Now then, move on!” How rude of him. However, they “moved on,” and were nearly knocked down by the Zankiwank, who darted into the post-office to receive a telegram and to send one in reply.

They followed him, of course; they knew the telegram was from the Bletherwitch, and the Zankiwank read it out to them:—

“Now what does that mean,” murmured the expectant bridegroom. “My Bletherwitch cannot be well. I’ll send her some cough lozenges.” So he wrote a reply and despatched it:—