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Number Seventeen

CHAPTER I
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He didn't stay more'n five minnits." "Wish I was in his shoes.

I've got to stick round here till six in the morning," grinned the policeman.
"Well, cheer-o, mate." "Cheer-o." Bates looked in on his master before retiring for the night.
"What time shall I call you, sir ?" he said.
Theydon was in the pipe and book stage, having exchanged his dress coat for a smoking jacket.

He was reading a treatise on aeronautics, and, like every novice, had already formulated a flying scheme which would supersede all known inventions.
"Not later than 8," he said.

"I must be out by 9.

And, by the way, I may as well tell you now.


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