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"I suppose you get stuff of that kind through your hands pretty often? " said Mr. Dillet, as he pointed with his stick to an object which shall be described when the time comes: and when he said it, he lied in his throat, and knew that he lied. Not once in twenty years -- perhaps not once in a lifetime -- could Mr. Chittenden, skilled as he was in ferreting out the forgotten treasures of half a dozen counties, expect to handle such a specimen. It was collectors' palaver, and Mr. Chittenden recognized it as such.
"Stuff of that kind, Mr. Dillet! It's a museum piece, that is."