Rue des Beaux-Arts n ° 80- Juillet – Août – Septembre 2022
Do fetch my morocco portmanteau ,
And bring them on later , dear boy .”
A thump , and a murmur of voices —
(” Oh why must they make such a din ?”)
As the door of the bedroom swung open
And TWO PLAIN CLOTHES POLICEMEN came in :
“ Mr . Woilde , we ’ ave come for tew take yew
Where felons and criminals dwell :
We must ask yew tew leave with us quoietly
For this is the Cadogan Hotel .”
He rose , and he put down The Yellow Book .
He staggered — and , terrible-eyed ,
He brushed past the plants on the staircase
And was helped to a hansom outside .
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