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for some good reason, thought it best that he should 

 not accompany us, and shut him up with herself in 

 the drawing-room. When his rage had apparently 

 abated she let him out of the room, thinking that 



A CAP IN SHREDS 



all would now be right. Little did she know Joe. 

 He went straight up to her bedroom, mounted a 

 chair to reach the toilet table, and presently brought 

 her best cap downstairs, laying it at her feet in 

 shreds. 



His end was sad. One unhappy day he followed 



