"Leave me here to die," Gillette said in sepulchral tones. "I want nothing."
Groves laughed, making Gillette curl into a ball and groan. "It's naught save a hangover, you will be better presently."
"I shan't," the sufferer replied. "Go away."
Still chuckling, Groves pulled the blanket back and yanked the pillow out of Gillette's grasp. "Get up, slugabed!" he cried.
Gillette came to his feet, fist swinging. "Hell and the devil confound you, Theo," he snarled. "Ow!" He stumbled back as Groves threw open the curtains and sunlight flooded the room. "I hate you," he moaned.
Groves went on laughing.
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