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"They're going!" said Bethune, triumphantly. "Their fellow has patched up the motor; it will take them as far as the station at least."
Harry English, pacing the little study much after the manner of Muhammed the night before, halted abruptly.
"They ought to have gone an hour ago," he answered. And, when he looked like that, for a cer