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Chapter 30 DARWIN K. ANTHONY
About noon on Monday, Edith Cortlandt received a caller. The name she read on the card her maid handed her gave her a start of surprise, and set her wits whirling in speculation.
"Show him into the drawing-room," she said, at length. "I'll be right down."
As she descended, a few moments later, she was greeted by a gigantic old man with a rumb
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