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"Miss Halliday," announced the Efficient Baxter, removing another letter from its envelope and submitting it to a swift, keen scrutiny, "arrives at about three today. She is catching the twelve-fifty train. "
He placed the letter on the pile beside his plate; and, having decapitated an egg, peered sharply into its interior as if hoping to surprise guilty secrets. For it was the breakfast hour, and the members of the house party, scattered up and down the long table, were fortifying their tissues against another day. An agreeable scent of bacon floated over the scene like a benediction.