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Fishbourne came across the library where Blythe was awaiting him, with an expression on his face that was not unkindly, but certainly one of embarrassment.
"I got your telephone message," he said. "Though why you want to see me is past my understanding. My dear fellow, for the sake of old times, I am ready to do anything I can to help you, but, at the same time, I wish you had not come here."