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"Aye, indeed I do," Kent said, and there was a ring in his voice that convinced Enderby of the truth. "I know exactly where they are. But as to telling--that's another thing."
It was only by an effort little less than miraculous that Somerset, standing behind the curtain, checked the cry that rose to his lips. He could feel Quint breathing heavily, and the latter's grip on his arm.