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The truth was plain. Bob Raymond, the man whom I had believed to be my friend, had endeavoured to dissuade me from following up the clue I had obtained, fearing lest I should discover the whole of the strange conspiracy.
I pressed him for an explanation of how he had been able to recognise her, but with marvellous tact he answered --