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It wanted yet five minutes to nine when Raphael Croupin slipped into the ruined hut by the marsh road and found Larose waiting for him, seated upon a heap of stones.
"Good evening, Monsieur Croupin," said the detective dryly. "Then you are not staying in Southwold after all?"