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 I'm hoping we part company to-night,—this morning, rather."

"What do you want?" asked Owen, sitting up.

"What do you suppose?" laughed Borkman. "What could have brought me all this way to see you, when the doctor said it would finish me to move? What took me down to visit your cat in the cellar of 'this battered caravanserai'? Eh? What made me go through all your things this evening soap, flask, boot-heels, shaving-brush handle, cigars, the whole sub chiz,—and your clothes since you've been asleep? Come now, you're by no means an ass. I used to believe I wasn't, till that morning I lost my temper aboard the 'Muang-Fang.' That was my misplay in this game, wasn't it?"

"If you mean the ruby that Ho Kong told me about," said Owen, "I haven't it. I've never even seen it."