great solemnity and deliberation he rose and walked towards the door. "Are ladies to be——" Carruthers got no further. Bindle deliberately replaced the match in the box, which with his pipe he returned to his jacket pocket. Then with great solemnity and deliberation he rose and walked towards the door. "Hullo! J.B.," cried Dick Little. "What's up?" "Hullo! J.B.," cried Dick Little. "What's up?" "If you're goin' to 'ave 'ens, sir, this 'ere cock's off, see?" "If you're goin' to 'ave 'ens, sir, this 'ere cock's off, see?" "Come back, you silly ass," laughed Tom Little. "Come back, you silly ass," laughed Tom Little. Bindle paused irresolutely and looked from face to face. "Is it 'ens or no 'ens, sir?" he enquired of Dick Little. Bindle paused irresolutely and looked from face to face. "Is it 'ens or no 'ens, sir?" he enquired of Dick Little. "Why, no hens, of course," shouted Jim Colman, one of Tim's men, giving Bindle a thump between the shoulders that would have made most men wince. "Why, no hens, of course," shouted Jim Colman, one of Tim's men, giving Bindle a thump between the shoulders that would have made most men wince. "Right-o, gentlemen; then this 'ere cock withdraws 'is resignation, an' all's serene again," and Bindle returned to his seat and the occupation of kindling his pipe. "Right-o, gentlemen; then this 'ere cock withdraws 'is resignation, an' all's serene again," and Bindle returned to his seat and the occupation of kindling his pipe. Thus it was that women were barred from the Night Club. Thus it was that women were barred from the Night Club. The first meeting, however, ended in a fiasco. A fellow named Roger Blint had been called upon to tell a yarn, which proved him to be utterly devoid of narrative skill. It was something about a man who was jilted by a girl and, in consequence, went to the war, returning a few months later with his breast a rainbow of ribbons and his pockets jingling with medals, crosses
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