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Kellett sat a long while at his desk after his visitors left. He went through the formality of telling his clerks he must not be interrupted, although there was no risk of a rush of business, for practically nothing was done. Kellett lighted a cigar to aid his thoughts. The danger was threatening indeed. For many reasons he was anxious to remain modestly in the background. Sefton had said nothing about Kellett's own particular past and seemed to have no knowledge of the relations between him and Weiss, but a man who was so singularly well-informed on one matter might be equally well posted on another.
And Sefton's information had been amazing. He had brought it down upon Kellett's head with sledge-hammer force. He had spoken like a man who knew he was master of the situation. Kellett's head swam when he thought of it. He had deemed the Vane episode dead and forgotten. He had thought no living soul had guessed even haphazard at the truth--and Sefton knew all about it!