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“
They
’
re
mine
fast
enough
.
There
’
s
no
one
to
prevent
—
I
mean
there
are
no
restrictions
—
”
he
was
arrested
by
the
sense
that
these
accumulated
proofs
of
impunity
might
precisely
stand
as
the
strongest
check
on
his
action
.
“
And
Mrs
.
Aubyn
had
no
family
,
I
believe
?
”
“
No
.
”
“
Then
I
don
’
t
see
who
’
s
to
interfere
,
”
said
Flamel
,
studying
his
cigar
-
tip
.
Glennard
had
turned
his
unseeing
stare
on
an
ecstatic
Saint
Catherine
framed
in
tarnished
gilding
.
“
It
’
s
just
this
way
,
”
he
began
again
,
with
an
effort
.
“
When
letters
are
as
personal
as
—
as
these
of
my
friend
’
s
.
.
.
.
Well
,
I
don
’
t
mind
telling
you
that
the
cash
would
make
a
heap
of
difference
to
me
;
such
a
lot
that
it
rather
obscures
my
judgment
—
the
fact
is
if
I
could
lay
my
hand
on
a
few
thousands
now
I
could
get
into
a
big
thing
,
and
without
appreciable
risk
;
and
I
’
d
like
to
know
whether
you
think
I
’
d
be
justified
—
under
the
circumstances
.
.
.
.
”
He
paused
,
with
a
dry
throat
.
It
seemed
to
him
at
the
moment
that
it
would
be
impossible
for
him
ever
to
sink
lower
in
his
own
estimation
.
He
was
in
truth
less
ashamed
of
weighing
the
temptation
than
of
submitting
his
scruples
to
a
man
like
Flamel
,
and
affecting
to
appeal
to
sentiments
of
delicacy
on
the
absence
of
which
he
had
consciously
reckoned
.
But
he
had
reached
a
point
where
each
word
seemed
to
compel
another
,
as
each
wave
in
a
stream
is
forced
forward
by
the
pressure
behind
it
;
and
before
Flamel
could
speak
he
had
faltered
out
—
“
You
don
’
t
think
people
could
say
.
.
.
could
criticise
the
man
.
.
.
.
”
“
But
the
man
’
s
dead
,
isn
’
t
he
?
”
“
He
’
s
dead
—
yes
;
but
can
I
assume
the
responsibility
without
—
”
