He pulled on his pants, his yellow shirt with the ridiculous horse logo, his brown socks, and shoes. Meantime the spinsters sought the dining room where tea was being served. There was—a service. “Lucy! You found me! I was just about to sleep some of those rum and Cokes off like the pig I am. Almost at once she had comprehended that she was expected to write down her name and address, which she did, in slanting cobwebby lettering, perhaps a trifle laboriously. By this time, he had apparently accomplished all he desired; for moving the bottle out of Jack's reach, he appropriated it entirely to his own use, leaving the devoted lad to the care of the females.
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