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If Copplestone had followed his first natural impulse, he would have laughed aloud at this solemnly propounded question: as it was, he found it difficult to content himself with a smile.
"Isn't it a little early to arrive at any conclusion, of any sort, Mr. Chatfield? " he asked. "You haven't made up your own mind, surely? " Chatfield pursed up his long thin lips and shook his head, continuing to stare fixedly at Copplestone.