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Brissenden gave no explanation of his long absence, nor did Martin pry into it. He was content to see his friend's cadaverous face opposite him through the steam rising from a tumbler of toddy.
"I, too, have not been idle," Brissenden proclaimed, after hearing Martin's account of the work he had accomplished.
He pulled a manuscript from his i