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“I can’t help that,” Densham replied. “I do not sleep until I have found out.”

Harcutt looked dubious.

“Look here,” he said, “we need not both go! I will leave it to you on one condition.”

“Well?”

“You must let me know to-morrow what you discover.”

Densham hesitated.

“Agreed,” he decided. “There they go! Good-night. I will call at your rooms, or send a note, to-morrow.”

Densham jumped into his cab and drove away. Harcutt looked after them thoughtfully.

“The girl is very lovely,” he said to himself, as he stood on the pavement waiting for his carriage; “but I do not think that she is for you, Densham, or for me! On the whole, I am more interested in the man!”

Mysterious Mr. Sabin

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