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"AND did a dark enough night ever come, Julius?" Sir Paget asked with a chuckle.
It was late summer. I had arrived that day to pay him a visit and, incidentally, to complete the transaction by which Waldo was to convey to me the reversion to Cragsfoot. My uncle and I sat late together after dinner, while I regaled him with the story of the last days of Arsenio Valdez-of his luck, his death, and his glorification.