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In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. ‘Why?’ Melusine eyed him dubiously. After all, it was really rather funny. But, if I were in your place, I know what I'd do—" "What—what would you do?" asked Hogarth, eagerly. Hill was exchanging greetings with his hostess, and salutations around the table.
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