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Surely enough the heavy atmosphere of the empty house was impregnated with the fumes of opium, as Archenfield, accustomed to the smell of it, did not fall to notice.
"Then in that case there must be somebody here," he said. "Rather an impudent thing to do, don't you think, Chim Fang?"