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"
That
can
hardly
be
his
errand
,
"
said
Summerlee
,
"
for
he
was
on
the
road
in
his
cab
before
ever
the
crisis
came
.
"
I
looked
at
the
card
:
"
James
Baxter
,
London
Correspondent
,
New
York
Monitor
.
"
"
You
’
ll
see
him
?
"
said
I
.
"
Not
I
.
"
"
Oh
,
George
!
You
should
be
kinder
and
more
considerate
to
others
.
Surely
you
have
learned
something
from
what
we
have
undergone
.
"
He
tut
-
tutted
and
shook
his
big
,
obstinate
head
.
"
A
poisonous
breed
!
Eh
,
Malone
?
The
worst
weed
in
modern
civilization
,
the
ready
tool
of
the
quack
and
the
hindrance
of
the
self
-
respecting
man
!
When
did
they
ever
say
a
good
word
for
me
?
"
"
When
did
you
ever
say
a
good
word
to
them
?
"
I
answered
.
"
Come
,
sir
,
this
is
a
stranger
who
has
made
a
journey
to
see
you
.
I
am
sure
that
you
won
’
t
be
rude
to
him
.
"
"
Well
,
well
,
"
he
grumbled
,
"
you
come
with
me
and
do
the
talking
.
I
protest
in
advance
against
any
such
outrageous
invasion
of
my
private
life
.
"
Muttering
and
mumbling
,
he
came
rolling
after
me
like
an
angry
and
rather
ill
-
conditioned
mastiff
.
