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Not the most stringent search, conducted all morning, turned up one solitary sheet. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. And if I hadn't been thirsty, that poor boob would have made a sure getaway and left James Boyle high and dry among the moth-balls! Oh, the old dome works once every so often.
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