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Upon the evening of the following day Inspector Romilly was again closeted with the Chief Commissioner of the Adelaide police. Both men were looking anxious and the Commissioner was frowning over two large-sized photographs that he was holding in his hands.
"I don't like it, Romilly," he said nervously, "it seems devilish to me. " He puckered his eyebrows close together. "Do you mean to assure me that these photographs are of one and the same man."