He snatched up the bag and thrust it into his pocket.
"Those are mine," he said quite calmly.

"Mine, by every legal and moral right in the world.

Mine!" Kitty breathed hard and closed her eyes.
"Some brass!" jeered Haggerty, stepping forward.
"Can you prove it, Thomas ?" asked Killigrew, hoping against hope.
"Yes, Mr.Killigrew, to your satisfaction, to Miss Killigrew's, and even to Mr.Haggerty's." Tableau.
Broken by the entrance of Crawford and Forbes, who were also pale and disturbed.

Crawford flung a packet of papers on the desk.
"Webb, I fancy that these papers are yours," said Crawford, smiling.
One glance was enough for Thomas.
"Tell them the truth," went on Crawford; "tell them who you are." "I have wagered.

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