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My good Simeon, you made me jump.

What brings you back here at this hour?
You've forgotten some paper, I suppose." "No, Master." "What then ?" By the faint greenish light the Master missed to observe that Mr.
Simeon's face was deadly pale.
"Master, I have come to make confession--to throw myself on your mercy! For a long time--for a year almost--I have been living dishonestly.

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