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It was a quiet drive to Broadwater, for Burlinson was a silent man given to intricate problems, and he seemed to have much on his mind at present. Lance also carried a load of care on his shoulders that would have astonished the doctor had he known. There was something blacker and uglier far than the mere loss of the family property.
"I've come to get a certain book from the library," Burlinson said meaningly, as the trap pulled up at length. "You understand what I mean?"