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Gibbs, Philip, 1877-1962

"Now It Can Be Told"

I took the view that the lady was wrong in increasing the
price so rapidly. The agent agreed gravely. I then pointed out that
the Australian was a very large-sized man, and that in spite of his
quietude he was a man in the habit of killing Germans. He also had a
curious dislike of policemen.
"It appears to me," I said, politely, "that for the sake of your
health the other end of the street is better than this."
The agent de police released his grip from the Australian's wrist and
saluted me.
"Vous avez raison, monsieur. Je vous remercie. Ces Australiens sont
vraiment formidables, n'est-ce pas?"
He disappeared through the crowd, who were smiling with a keen sense
of understanding. Only the lady of the estaminet was unappeased.
"They are bandits, these Australians!" she said to the world about
her.
The tall Australian shook hands with me in a comradely way.
"Thanks for your trouble," he said. "It was the injustice I couldn't
stick. I always pay the right price.


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