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THE deluge began punctually on the Thursday, and Vyse, arriving as punctually, had an impressive pile of letters to attack. Betton, on his way to the Park for a ride, came into the library, smoking the cigarette of indolence, to look over his secretary's shoulder.
"How many of 'em? Twenty? Good Lord! It's going to be worse than 'Diadems. ' I've just had my first quiet breakfast in two years -- time to read the papers and loaf. How I used to dread the sight of my letter-box! Now I sha'n't know I have one."