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Lance did not return home until the following morning. He had been walking during the greater part of the night, but he was not conscious of fatigue. He met his landlady, Mrs. Peake, in the front entry--an innocent, talkative woman in a homemade flannel wrapper.
"Good Land! Mr. McCrea, where you been?" she ex-claimed. "You look as if you was drawed through a knot-hole!"