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"
Never
.
"
"
Ah
,
they
are
Eastern
daggers
of
a
great
age
and
of
a
singular
shape
,
with
the
hilt
like
what
you
call
a
stirrup
.
I
am
a
curiosity
dealer
,
you
understand
,
and
that
is
why
I
have
come
to
England
from
Smyrna
,
but
next
week
I
go
back
once
more
.
Many
things
I
brought
with
me
,
and
I
have
a
few
things
left
,
but
among
them
,
to
my
sorrow
,
is
one
of
these
daggers
.
"
"
You
will
remember
that
I
have
an
appointment
,
sir
,
"
said
the
surgeon
,
with
some
irritation
;
"
pray
confine
yourself
to
the
necessary
details
.
"
"
You
will
see
that
it
is
necessary
.
Today
my
wife
fell
down
in
a
faint
in
the
room
in
which
I
keep
my
wares
,
and
she
cut
her
lower
lip
upon
this
cursed
dagger
of
Almohades
.
"
"
I
see
,
"
said
Douglas
Stone
,
rising
.
"
And
you
wish
me
to
dress
the
wound
?
"
"
No
,
no
,
it
is
worse
than
that
.
"
"
What
then
?
"
"
These
daggers
are
poisoned
.
"
"
Poisoned
!
"
"
Yes
,
and
there
is
no
man
,
East
or
West
,
who
can
tell
now
what
is
the
poison
or
what
the
cure
.
But
all
that
is
known
I
know
,
for
my
father
was
in
this
trade
before
me
,
and
we
have
had
much
to
do
with
these
poisoned
weapons
.
