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One agreeable afternoon in late autumn two young men stood together on Canal Street, closing a conversation that had evidently begun within the clubhouse which they had just quitted.
"There's big money in it, Offdean," said the elder of the two. "I wouldn't have you touch it if there wasn't. Why, they tell me Patchly's pulled a hundred thousand out of the concern a'ready."