"I've been looking for you, young blighted Albert!" said Keggs
coldly.
Albert turned a green but defiant face to the foe.
"Go and boil yer 'ead!" he advised.
"Never mind about my 'ead. If I was to do my duty to you, I'd give
you a clip side of your 'ead, that's what I'd do."
"And then bury it in the woods," added Albert, wincing as the
consequences of his rash act swept through his small form like some
nauseous tidal wave. He shut his eyes. It upset him to see Keggs
shimmering like that. A shimmering butler is an awful sight.
Keggs laughed a hard laugh. "You and your cousins from America!"
"What about my cousins from America?"
"Yes, what about them? That's just what Lord Belpher and me have
been asking ourselves."
"I don't know wot you're talking about."
"You soon will, young blighted Albert! Who sneaked that American
fellow into the 'ouse to meet Lady Maud?"
"I never!"
"Think I didn't see through your little game? Why, I knew from the
first."
"Yes, you did! Then why did you let him into the place?"
Keggs snorted triumphantly. "There! You admit it! It was that
feller!"
Too late Albert saw his false move--a move which in a normal state
of health, he would have scorned to make.
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