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I hope to crack it." "Oh!--with a bursting charge ?" Selwyn nodded, and rested his head on his hand.
A little later Austin cast the remains of his cigar from him, straightened up, yawned, patted his waistcoat, and looked wisely at the cat.
"I'm going to bed," he announced.

"Boots is to bring back Nina and Eileen.