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Elk went out on the street to see the American. Mr. Broad was in faultless evening dress, and the gleaming head-lamps of his car illuminated the mean street.
"You've certainly a nose for trouble," said Elk with respect; "and whilst you're telling me how you came to know about this raid, which hadn't been decided on until half-an-hour ago, I'll do some quiet wondering."