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"Just a moment," Leona said eagerly. "Suppose I deny that. How are you going to prove that I did so?"
"I am coming to that," Lawrence said, lighting a fresh cigarette. "As soon as Bruce was in trouble and the plot began to reel off I saw that it was mine. Of course there were large varyings in the details, but the scheme was mine. It was even laid on the same spot as my skeleton story.