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Mr. Ludgrove looked at the counter and then raised his eyes to Mr. Copperdock's face. The tobacconist was staring at him with an expression of complete bewilderment and terror, very different from his truculent demeanour of a few minutes earlier. The herbalist checked the slow smile which had begun to twitch the corner of his lips, and sat down quietly opposite Mr. Copperdock.
"Where did you find this? " he asked.