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"Tuesday, isn't it? " Sir Clinton said, as he came in to breakfast and found Wendover already at the table. "The day when the Fleetwoods propose to put their cards on the table at last. Have you got up your part as devil's advocate, squire?"
Wendover seemed in high spirits.