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Half an hour later Algy and he walked through the unpretentious door that led to the office of the Metropolitan Diamond Syndicate, to be greeted with a shout of joy from Toby Sinclair emerging from an inner room.
"You have come to ask me to consume nourishment at your expense," he cried. "I know it. I accept. I will also dine this evening."