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ON the stroke of seven o'clock the next morning, Burton came downstairs with that exactness which even the most careless man can display in regard to his favorite sport. The rigors of the cub-hunting season being over, the meet did not take place until eight.
Cora was not yet ready for breakfast, and Crane went to fill his cigarette case before starting.