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Two of these men sat facing one another at a great table covered with papers. As I entered they turned their faces to me, and on the instant one sprang to his feet with an exclamation of rage that made the roof ring.
'General! ' he cried passionately, 'what -- what devil's trick is this? Why have you brought that man here?'