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Mitchington and the man from New Scotland Yard walked away in silence from Ransford's house and kept the silence up until they were in the middle of the Close and accordingly in solitude. Then Mitchington turned to his companion.
"What d'ye think of that?" he asked, with a half laugh. "Different complexion it puts on things, eh?"