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In the outer room the learned discussion was terminated suddenly by a loud exclamation from the old doctor. "Yes, we have done all we came out to do. Where is Mr Eagle? Mr Lawrence, you will not forget to give him the sulphur for his poor feet?" He came out of his abstraction with a start and glanced at her, almost guiltily. "Yes, Chick.".
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Billy was anything but easy in his mind during these exciting days. Who were the two strangers who had searched old Harry's hut? Were they the same two he and Maurice had seen in the woods on the night of the storm? If so, why did they send a message to Hinter, and what was its significance? Where was Gibson's Grove, anyway? These questions bothered him, and pondering upon them robbed him of appetite and sleep. Maurice and Elgin were no help to him in a dilemma of this kind and the new boy, Jim Scroggie, he knew scarcely well enough to trust. This was said by Lady Larmont, the widow[Pg 158] of an East India Director, who had achieved a reputation for beneficence in the district without spending very much money. "That suits me, Jacobs. Go on." Billy moved towards the door. "I'd best be gettin' home," he said, "I'm awful wet.".
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