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There was no man more sympathetic for a fellow in misfortune than ex-Sergeant Slone. But when he discovered that the misfortune extended to himself, Slone was inclined to be querulous.
"I don't mind you doing what you like with your own money, Marborne," he said, "but there was four hundred of mine in that safe of yours, and I've been asking you for a week to put it in your bank."