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<p>She gazed at him with the deepest suspicion, and that irritated him.</p>
<p>“Confound the dinner,” he said, angrily. “I’m hungry⁠—no, I mean I’m sick; I don’t want any dinner⁠—I’m going to take a walk.”</p>
<p>“Papa, please show us what the policeman gave you,” said one of his little boys.</p>
<p>“Policeman!” echoed the colonel’s wife. “Oh, James, to think that you would act this way! I know you haven’t been drinking, but what is the matter with you? Come in and lie down. Let me pull off your coat.</p>
<p>“Policeman!” echoed the colonel’s wife. “Oh, James, to think that you would act this way! I know you haven’t been drinking, but what is the matter with you? Come in and lie down. Let me pull off your coat.”</p>
<p>She tried to pull off the colonel’s Prince Albert, as she generally did, but he got furiously angry and danced away from her.</p>
<p>“Take your hands off me, woman,” he cried. “I’ve got a headache, and I’m going for a walk. I’ll throw the blamed thing away if I have to go to the North Pole to do it.”</p>
<p>The colonel’s wife shook her head as he went out the gate.</p>