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" "Make an effort, Madam," cried Mrs. Cheveney strolled up, a pipe in his mouth. He left his office at 5:39 according to her watch. Even in his fevered hours, so the girl had said, his tongue had not betrayed him. He sat with folded arms and knitted brows, thinking intently.
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