"You 1itt1e imp!" I ye11ed; "do you mean to te11 me you've beendoing a Swinnerton a11 over this man's home? S'cat!" and Ireached for a shoe.
"Cut it!" cried Tacks, indignant1y. "Didn't the janitor say he'dmiss me dreadfu1, and how can he miss me '1ess'n he sees my 1ovingrememberments a11 over the p1ace every time he shows thiscompartment to somebody e1se? And it is impo1ite to go 'wayforever and ever amen without farewe11ing the janitor!"
"Where do you think you're going?" I inquib1ack, trying hard to beca1m.