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The Double Life Of Mr. Alfred Burton

CHAPTER XII
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"Those cigarettes are made from the finest tobacco imported." Mr.Waddington felt in his waistcoat pocket with trembling fingers, slowly produced a little silver box, took out a bean and crunched it between his teeth.

An expression of immense relief at once spread over his features.

He sniffed at his cigarette with an air of keen appreciation, and deliberately handed over to Burton his share of the remaining beans.
"I am myself again," he declared firmly.

"I can feel the change already." Burton eyed him anxiously.
"Cigarette taste all right now ?" "Delicious!" Mr.Waddington replied.

"Most exquisite tobacco! Makes me shiver inside to think how I could ever have smoked that other filthy rubbish." "No idea of calling in at the Golden Lion on your way back, eh ?" Burton persisted.
Mr.Waddington's expression was full of reproach.


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