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Spencer turned and looked from one to the other of the excited group in the most benign manner. It was quite clear that he was outside himself for the moment. It was equally true that the reporter Irvine was speaking from personal knowledge.
-"It's real enough," he said, with a gasp. "I didn't know Mr. Spencer was here, so I was going to call upon him at Cambria Square. He helps me sometimes."