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Blake placed the shoe back with its fellow and laid the pair together with the kit that Mortmain had lent him. For the present, he was content to leave things as they were, though he would know how to make use of the piece of information he had just discovered when the right time came. He dressed himself thoughtfully and, when he had finished, went down to breakfast in a rather cheerful frame of mind. He found Mortmain awaiting him with the old frown back on his forehead and the brooding look in his eyes.
"Well, here I am," he said buoyantly. "And ready for the best breakfast that your cook can turn out. What's the matter? Have you had some bad news?"