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Book Excerpt: ...been for the last two weeks," said the figure, -- "Hammond's Eating House!"The listener noted with surprise that the voice--though it told him as plainly as if he had risen and drawn aside the red rep curtains, that outside in Gough Square the yellow fog lay like the ghost of a dead sea--betrayed no Cockney accent, found no difficulty with its aitches."You ask for Emma. She'll say a good word for me. She told me so.""But, my good--" Mr. Peter Hope, checking himself, sought again the assistance of his glasses. The glasses being unable to decide the point, their owner had to put the question bluntly: "Are you a boy or a girl?""I dunno.""You don't know!""What's the difference?"Mr. Peter Hope stood up, and taking the strange figure by the shoulders, turned it round slowly twice, apparently under the impression that the process might afford to him some clue. But it did not."What is your name?""Tommy.""Tommy what?""Anythi.
