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Punctually at half-past nine on the following morning I presented myself at the office, and, if I had indulged in any hopes of favourable news--which I had not--they would have been dispelled by a glance at Mr. Japp's troubled face.
"I suppose you have heard nothing?" I said, when we had exchanged brief greetings.