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There was plenty of time; in fact, time was in his favour. He knew that there was something to learn, and that without the slightest suspicion being aroused in the breast of the man with the revolver, who still pursued his promenade.
"A very good story." Dugdale said indifferently; "but rather far-fetched. I can understand how it would get on anybody's nerves late at night. I hope that it didn't serve you so."