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lighted it, successfully resumed his well-known tired manner, and, pressing a bell:
"One shall attend, Mr. Brinn," he said.
A knock came at the door and a sergeant entered.
"Send Ferris," directed the Assistant Commissioner. "Quickly."
Two minutes later a man came in carrying a notebook and fountain pen. The Assistant Commissioner motioned him to a chair, and:
"Pray proceed, Mr. Brinn," he said.
