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In the shadow of a shrubbery two hitherto respectable English citizens clutched one another with ecstatic fingers, moaning feebly. Through uncurtained French windows just in front of them a large policeman could be seen, flourishing a revolver. The words, "You stand still! " floated out into the peaceful night.
"Oh, my sacred _hat_! " moaned the shorter of the two citizens in the shrubbery. "This is better than the films-far, far, better. Why go to the cinema, when you can stage this sort of thing in your own home?"