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154 what I am going to do. That's why I want you to do it at

He rose, and sipped the glass of milk that stood on the side-table.

he said.

he asked.

Bilton smiled.

he said.

Mr. Palmer tapped the table rather impatiently.

he asked.

he said,

Bilton considered this a moment without the slightest trace of exultation or pleasure.

he said.

said Bilton.

Lewis Palmer continued sipping his milk in a regular, methodical manner till he had finished it, and then put on some rather shabby dogskin gloves, an extremely shiny and obviously perfectly new tall hat, and rang his handbell. Almost before it sounded his bedroom door opened noiselessly, and his valet stood there.

he said.