| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 1005 |
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Mr Bosher, with his mouth full of biscuit, mumbled that it was sweetly pretty - charming - beautifully done - must have cost a lot of money. `Hardly wot you'd call Japanese, though, is it?' observed Didlum, looking round with the air of a connoisseur. `I should be inclined to say it was rather more of the - er - Chinese or Egyptian.' `Moorish,' explained Mr Sweater with a smile. `I got the idear at the Paris Exhibition. It's simler to the decorations in the "Halambara", the palace of the Sultan of Morocco. That clock there is in the same style.' The case of the clock referred to - which stood on a table in a corner of the room - was of fretwork, in the form of an Indian Mosque, with a pointed dome and pinnacles. This was the case that Mary Linden had sold to Didlum; the latter had had it stained a dark colour and polished and further improved it by substituting a clock of more suitable design than the one it originally held. Mr Sweater |
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