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IT was rather late when Simon Ross and Bill Broughley started their game. When on holiday the young lawyer made no pretence of being an early riser and he hoped, when they met at breakfast, that the night's rest would have made Bill more like his usual good-humoured self. He had not seen him since he went out for his walk the evening before and he trusted to find him in better spirits.
In this he was disappointed. Bill was still very moody and he fussed about in a most unaccountable way. Twice he went to the porter's office to ask if there was no letter for him, and returned a third time to inquire if it was possible that something had come and had been given to someone else in error.