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fectly who it was that opened the box last night—even without that!" She pointed to his bandaged hand.
"If it is proved," he said with the same noncommittal smile, "there is no use in my denying it."
She drew back, while he watched her closely. He wondered whether it was real perplexity that wrinkled her smooth forehead.
"You have seen Baraka?" she asked at last.
His eyes flashed comprehendingly. "Won't you sit down, Miss Regan?" he said in a conventional tone. "This conversation is stretching to a length I never expected." Then he placed a chair for her with his uninjured hand; but she completely
