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"What on earth for!" Dwight cried.
"I am afraid you are not quite so subtle as I thought you were," Lantary gibed. "My dear sir, can't you see what I am driving at? If we let the world know that Murdstone is just a common murderer he will at once be on his guard and it will take you all your time to lay hands upon him.