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Sir Watney Gibson barely moved from his seat. Quite coolly he took a cigar from his case and lighted it, and passed the case along to his visitors. They helped themselves almost mechanically, but stood there without lighting the cigars they had taken and waited for Gibson to speak.
"Well, get on, gentlemen," he said. "You have come here to tell me something, or rather, to show me something, and I am quite curious to see it. Perhaps I may be able to tell you what it is."