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curiosity that would not down; the only 

 way to solve the vexing problem was by 

 experiment. The animal was coaxed and 

 shoved in, but at the shutting of the door 

 a claustrophobia seized upon him. The 

 noises that issued forth were of a distraught 

 dog revolving at prodigious speed in a vor- 

 tex of cream and crockery. So funny did 

 it sound that the boys rolled on the ground 

 in their delight, but the delicious humour 

 of the thing completely escaped everyone 

 else — even when Madame at last freed 

 their dizzy, howling, blinded, milk-white 

 playfellow. And still when the day is 

 very fair, offering a thousand pleasant 

 ways of passing it, a fear stalks out of the 

 shadows that I shall miss them all, for 

 Someone will despatch me suddenly to bed. 

 Not yet was Chamard's, but before 1870 

 M. George Warren built the 'Rivers' ac 

 House' a little south of the Protestant 

 church, and in the year mentioned M. John 

 Chamard leased the place, naming it the 

 'Lome House'. He was a thin, wiry man 

 of clear-cut features, alert for the comfort 

 of all beneath his roof, having a word for 

 every occasion, with a politeness that was 

 no garment to be put on and laid aside. 

 His good wife I summon back as the clev- 

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