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Major Langley drew himself up and looked Croot straight in the face. He stood there, erect and confident with keen, penetrating eyes and every appearance of power and resolution. Save for the fact that his hair was slightly tinged with grey, he looked no more than his years, a man to be reckoned with.
"I think not," he said. "So far as I am concerned, this matter can be settled without the intervention of the police. But that is entirely in your hands, Mr. Croot."