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THE following evening, just towards dusk, three men alighted from the train at Glenelg. They walked out of the station together and then stood quietly chatting for a moment in the road.
"Well, so long," said one of them at length. "I'll follow you in ten minutes. " He took out his watch. "Yes, in ten minutes to the tick," and he walked abruptly away up the street.