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    Step turned again to meet Cranlys eyes.

    -- Perell me, o my ear. Can you?

    A dull sco table o e ly:

    -- A sugar!

    -- Quis est in malo ep vos?

    Cranly did not take up taunt.  and repeated  force:

    -- A flaming bloody sugar, ts w he is!

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    tohe hall.

    -- here you are! said MacCann cheerily.

    -- ephen.

    -- Late as usual. Can you not combine tendency  for punctuality?

    -- t question is out of order, said Step business. ablet

    of milk ce s breast-pocket. A little ring of listeners closed round to s. A lean student  o t eaco try to catc moutook a small grey  and began to examine it closely, turning it over and over.

    -- Next business? said MacCann. hom!

    er, smiled broadly and tugged t traee w chin.

    -- t business is to sign testimonial.

    -- ill you pay me anytephen.

    -- I t you , said MacCann.

    tudent looked about inct bleating voice.

    -- By s a queer notion. I consider t notion to be a mercenary notion.

    o silence. No o urned oeping o speak again.

    MacCann began to speak  energy of tsars rescript, of Stead, of general disarmament arbitration in cases of international disputes, of times, of ty and t ty to secure as cest possible est possible number.

    tudent responded to the period by crying:

    -- therhood!