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"I don't quite see what you mean," said Reeves as they sat down to luncheon.
"Never mind," said Carmichael, "we shall see if I'm right or not. Meanwhile, there's the funeral this afternoon, and it would hardly be decent to take any action till after that, would it? Hullo, Marryatt, what time does the thing start?"