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“
Oh
,
maybe
it
’
s
a
wedding
present
,
”
exclaimed
Hilma
,
her
eyes
sparkling
.
“
Well
,
maybe
it
is
,
”
returned
her
husband
.
“
Here
,
m
’
son
,
help
me
in
with
this
.
”
Annixter
and
young
Vacca
bore
the
case
into
the
sitting
-
room
of
the
house
,
and
Annixter
,
hammer
in
hand
,
attacked
it
vigorously
.
Vacca
discreetly
withdrew
on
signal
from
his
mother
,
closing
the
door
after
him
.
Annixter
and
his
wife
were
left
alone
.
“
Oh
,
hurry
,
hurry
,
”
cried
Hilma
,
dancing
around
him
.
“
I
want
to
see
what
it
is
.
Who
do
you
suppose
could
have
sent
it
to
us
?
And
so
heavy
,
too
.
What
do
you
think
it
can
be
?
”
Annixter
put
the
claw
of
the
hammer
underneath
the
edge
of
the
board
top
and
wrenched
with
all
his
might
.
The
boards
had
been
clamped
together
by
a
transverse
bar
and
the
whole
top
of
the
box
came
away
in
one
piece
.
A
layer
of
excelsior
was
disclosed
,
and
on
it
a
letter
addressed
by
typewriter
to
Annixter
.
It
bore
the
trade
-
mark
of
a
business
firm
of
Los
Angeles
.
Annixter
glanced
at
this
and
promptly
caught
it
up
before
Hilma
could
see
,
with
an
exclamation
of
intelligence
.
“
Oh
,
I
know
what
this
is
,
”
he
observed
,
carelessly
trying
to
restrain
her
busy
hands
.
“
It
isn
’
t
anything
.
Just
some
machinery
.
Let
it
go
.
”
But
already
she
had
pulled
away
the
excelsior
.
Underneath
,
in
temporary
racks
,
were
two
dozen
Winchester
repeating
rifles
.
“
Why
—
what
—
what
—
”
murmured
Hilma
blankly
.
“
Well
,
I
told
you
not
to
mind
,
”
said
Annixter
.
“
It
isn
’
t
anything
.
Let
’
s
look
through
the
rooms
.
”
“
But
you
said
you
knew
what
it
was
,
”
she
protested
,
bewildered
.
“
You
wanted
to
make
believe
it
was
machinery
.
