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2 SATURDAY, October 16, 1909.
By Meredith Nicholson.
where the trainmen labored with the
sick wheel. The porter vanished,
leaving Griswold alone. The train had
stopped at'the edge of a small town,
whose scattered houses lav dark!
against the hills beyond. The plat?
form lamps of a station shone a quar
ter of a mile ahead. The feverish steel
yielded reluctantly to treatment, and
Griswold went forward and watched
the men at work for a few minutes,
then returned to the end of the train,
He swung himself into the vestibule
and leaned upon the guard rail, gazing
down the track toward the brakeman's
lantern. Then he grew impatient at
the continued delay and dropped down
again, pacing back and forth in the
road-bed behind the becalmed train.
The night was overcast, with hints of
rain in the air, and a little way from
the rear lights It was pitch dark. Gris
wold felt sure that the train would not
leave without the brakeman, and he
was further reassured by the lanterns
of the trainmen beside the baggage
car. Suddenly, as he reached the car
and turned to retrace his steps, a man
sprang up, seemingly from nowhere,
and accosted him.
"I reckon y'u're the gov'nor, ain't
y'u?"
"Yes, certainly, my man. What can
I do for you?" replied Griswold in
stantly.
"I reckoned it was y'u when y'u fust
come out on the platform. I'm app'int
ed to tell y'u Gov'nor, that if y'u have
Bill Appleweight arrested in South
Car'lina. y'u'll get something one of
these days y'u won't like. And if y'u
try to find me y'u'll get it quicker.
Good night, gov'nor."
"Good night!" stammered Griswold.
The least irony had crept into the
word governor as the man uttered it
an4 slipped away into the darkness.
The shadows swallowed him up the
frogs in the ditch beside the track
chanfed dolorously then the locomo
tive whistled Jor the brakeman, whose
lantern was already bobbing toward
the train.
As Griswold swung himself into the
vestibule the girl who had borrowed
his newspapers turned away hurriedly
and walked swiftly before him to her
section. The porter, who was gather
ing her things together, said, as she
paused in the aisle by her seat:
"Beginnin' to get. ready. Miss Osbo'n
We're gwine intu Columbia thirty
minutes late all account dat hot box."
Griswold passed on to the smoking
compartment and lighted a cigar. His
acquaintances of the supper table had
retired, and he was glad to be alone
with his thoughts before the train
reached. Columbia. He dealt harshly
with himself for his stupidity in not
having associated the girl's perturba
tion over the breach between the gov
ernor of North Carolina and the gov
ernor of South Carolina with the
Initials on her traveling bag he had
been very dull, but It was clear to him
row that she was either the daugh
ter of some other near relative of
Governor Osborne. In a few minutes
she would leave the train at Columbia,
where the governor lived, and, bfeing a
gentleman, he would continue on his
way to Richmond, and thence to the
•university, 'and the incident would be
closed. But Griswold was a lawyer,
and he had an old-fashioned southern
lawyer's respect for the majesty of law.
On the spur of curiosity or impulse he
had received a threatening message
Intended for the governor of South
Carolina, who, from the manner of the
delivery of the message, had been ex
pected on this train. Griswold argued
that the man who had spoken to him
had been waiting at the little station
near which they had stopped, in the
hope of seeing the governor that the
waiting messenger had taken advant
age of the unexpected halt of the
train, and, further, that some sugges
tion of the governor in his own ap
pearance had deceived the stranger.
He felt the least bit guilty at having
deceived the man, but it was now
clearly his duty to see that governor
was advised of the threat that had
been communicated in so unusual a
manner.
He was pondering whether he
F.hould do this in person or by letter or
telegram, when the rattle of the train
over the Switch frogs in the Columbia
yards brought him to the point of de
cision.
The porter thrust his head into the
compartment.
"Columbia, sah. Yo' berth's all
ready, sah. Yo' gwlne t' Richmond—
pes, sah."
His hands were filled with the young
lady's luggage. The lettering on the
suit-case seemed, in a way, to appeal
to Griswold and to fix his determina
tion.
"Porter! Put my things off. I'll
wait here for the morning train."
CHAPTER II.
Griswold spent the night at the
Baluda House, Columbia, and rose in
the morning with every intention of
leelng Governor Osborne, or some one
In authority at his office, as soon as
possible and proceeding to Richmond
without delay. As he scanned the
morning newspaper at breakfast he
tead with chagrin this item, prom
inently head-lined:
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convention yesterday morning has
been unavoidably detained in Atlanta
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and proceeded at once to the gover
nor's mansion.
Several matters of considerable im
portance await the governor's return.
Among these is the matter of dealing
with the notorious Bill Appleweight
It is understood that the North Caro
lina officials are unwilling to arrest
Appleweight, though his hiding-place
in the hills on the border near Kil
dare is well known. Although he runs
back and forth across the state line
at pleasure, he is a North Carolinish
beyond question, qad it's about time
Governor Dangerfield took note of the
fact. However, the governor of South
Carolina may be relied on to act with
his usual high sense of public duty in
this matter.
Professor Griswold was not pleased
to learn that the governor was still
absent from the capital. He felt that
he deserved better luck after the
trouble he had taken to warn the gov
ernor. His conscience had got the
better of his comfort—he knew that,
and he wrote a telegram to the law
firm at Richmond with which he was
consultant, asking that a meeting
with certain clients arranged for today
be deferred twenty-four hours. It was
now Tuesday he had no further lec
tures at the university until the fol
lowing Monday, and after he had tak
en his bearings of Columbia, where it
occurred to him he had not an ac
quaintance, he walked toward the
capitol with a well-formed idea of see
ing the governor's private secretary—
and, if that person appeared to be
worthy of confidence, apprising him of
the governor's danger.
Standing in the many-pillard portico
of the capitol, Griswold turned to
look down upon Columbia, a city dis
tinguished to the most casual eye by
streets an acre wide! And having an
historical imagination and a reverence
for the past, Griswold gave himself
for a moment to Memory, hearing the
tramp of armed hosts, and the thun
der of cannon, and seeing flames leap
again in the wake of battle. It was
a glorious day and the green of late
May lay like a soft
scar*
pon the
city. The sky held th« wistful blu»
of spring. Griswold bared his head
to the faint breeze, or perhaps un
consciously he saluted the bronze
figure of Hampton, who rides forever
there at the head of his stubbbrn
legion. He turned into ^the capitol with
a little sigh, for he was a son of Vir
ginia, and here, in this unfamiliar
scene, the Past was revivified, and he
felt the spell of things that were al
ready old when he was born.
It was not yet nine o'clock when he
entered the governor's office. He wait
ed in- the reception-room, adjoining
the official chamber, but the several
desks of the clerical staff remained
unoccupied. He chafed a bit as time
passed and no one appeared, for his
north-bound train, left at eleven, and
he could not fairly be asked to waste
the entire day here. He was pacing
the floor, expecting one of the clerks
to appear at any moment, when a
man entered hurriedly, walked to the
closed inner door, shook it impatiently
and kicked it angrily as he turned
away. He was a short, thick-set man
of thirty-five, dressed in blue serge,
and his movements were quick and
nervous. He growled under his breath
and swung round upon Griswold as
though to tax him with responsibility
for the closed door.
"Has no one been here this morn
ing?" he demanded, glaring at the
closed doors.
If you don't count me I should
answer no," replied Griswold quietly.
"Oh!"
The two gentlemen regarded each
other for a moment, contemptuous dis
like clearly written on the smaller
man's face, Griswold half-smlllng and
Indifferent.
"I am waiting for the governor," re
marked Griswold, thinking to gain in
formation.
"Then you're likely to wait some
time," Jerked the other. "The whole
place seems to be abandoned. I
never saw such a lot of people."
Not having seen them myself, I
must reserve Judgment," Griswold re
marked, and the blue serge suit flung
out of the room.
Presently another figure darkened
the entrance, and the colored servant
whom Griswold had seen attending
Miss Osborne on the train from At
lanta swept into the reception room
and, grandly ignoring his presence, sat
down in a chair nearest the closed
door of the inner chamber. Griswold
felt that this was encouraging, as im
plying some link between the'governor
and his domestic household and he
was about to ask the colored woman
If she knew the business hours of the
office when the closed door opened and
Miss Osborne appeared on the thres
hold. The colored woman rose, and
Griswold, who happened to be facing
the door when it swung open with
such startling suddenness, stared an
instant and bowed profoundly.
"I beg your pardon, but I wish very
much to see Governor Osborne or his
secretary."
Miss Osborne, In white, trailing a
white parasol In her hand, and with
white roses in her belt, still stood half
withdrawn Inside the private office.
"I am very sorry that Governor Os
borne and his secretary are both ab
sent," she answered, and the two eyed
each other gravely. Griswold felt that
the brown eyes Into which he looked
had lately known tears but she held
her head high, with a certain defiance,
even.
"That is unfortunate. I stopped here
last night on purpose to see him, and
now I fear that I must leave—" and
he smiled the Griswold smile, which
was one of the secrets of his popular
ity at toe university—"I must leave
Columbia' in a very few minutes."
"The office does not keep very early
hours," remarked the girl, "but some
a.- mo-"
ment I am sorry you have had to
wait."
She had not change^ her position,
and Griswold rather hoped she would
not, for the door framed her perfectly,
and the sunlight from the inner win
dows emphasized the whiteness of the
snowy gown she wore. Her straw hat
was shaped like a/soldier's campaign,
hat, with sides pinned up, the top
dented, and single feather thrust in
to the side.
"It was not I" said Griswold, "who
so rudely shook the door. I beg that
you will acquit me of that violence."
The girl did not, however, responed
to his smile. She poked the floor with
her parasol a moment, then raised her
head and asked:
"Who was it, if you please?"
"A gentleman with a brown beard,
a red necktie, and a bad disposition."
"I thought as much," she said, half'
to herself, and her eyes were bent
again upon the point of her parasol
with which she was tracing a design
in the rug. She lifted her head with
the abruptness of quick decision, and
looked straight at Griswold. The
negress had withdrawn to the outer
door, by which she sat with sphinx
like immovability.
"I am Miss Osborne. Governor Os
borne is my father. Would you mind
telling me whether your business with
my father is—"
She hesitated, and her eyes met
Griswold's.
Miss Osborne, as I have no ac
quaintances here, let me introduce my
self. My name is Griswold. My home
is Charlottesville. Pardon me, but
you and I were fellow-passengers from
Atlanta yesterday evening. I am un
acquainted with your father, and I
have no business with him except—'
He was not yet clear in his mind
whether to tell her that her father's
life was threatened it did not seem
fair to alarm her when he was power
less to help but as he weighed the
question the girl came out Into the re
ception room and sat down near the
window.
"Won't you have a seat, Mr. Gris
wo.ld? May I ask you again whether
you know the gentleman who came in
here and beat the door a while ago?'
"I never saw him before in my life.'
"That is very •Well. And now, Mr.
Griswold, I am going to ask you to
tell me. If you will, Just what it is
you wish to say to my father.
8he was very earnest, and the re
quest she made rang the least bit im
periously. She now held the white
parasol across her lap in the tight
clasp of her white-gloved hands.
"I should not hesitate—" began
Griswold, still uncertain what to do.
"You need not hestiate in the fear
that you may alarm me. I think I
know"—and she half-smiled now—"I
think perhaps I know what it is."
"My reason for wishing to see your
father is, then, to warn him that if a
criminal named Appleweight is
brought back from his hiding place on
the North Carolina frontier, and tried
for his crimes in South Carolina, the
governor of that state, your father,
will be made to suffer by Apple
weight's friends."
"That is what I thought," said the
girl, slowly nodding her head.
"And now, to be quite honest about
it, Miss Osborne, I must confess that
I received this warning last night from
a man who believed me to be the gov
ernor. To tell the truth, I told him I
was the governor!"
The girl's eyes made a fresh inven
tory of Griswold, then she laughed for
the first time—a little laugh of honest
mirth that would not be gainsaid. The
beautiful color deepened in her
cheeks her eyes lighted merrily, as
though at the drollery of Griswold
standing, so to speak, in loco parentis, me."
"I have my own confession to make.
I heard what you said to that man. 1
had gone to the rear platform to see
what was the matter. The stop there
in-that preposterous place seemed in
terminable. You must have known
that I listened."
"I didn't suppose you heard what
the man said to me or what I said to
him. I don't know how I came to palm
myself oft as the governor—I am not
in the habit of doing such things, but
it was due, I think, to the fact that I
had Just been saying to a friend of
mine at Atlanta—"
He ceased speaking, realizing that
wtiat he might have said to Ardmore
was not germane to the point at issue.
His responsibility for the life and
security of Governor Osborne of the
sovereign state of South Carolina was
at an end, and he was entering upon
a social chat with Governor Osborn's
daughter. Some such thought must
have passed through her mind, too, for
she straightened herself in her chair
and dropped the point of her parasol
to the floor. But she was the least bit
curious in spite of herself. The young
man before her, who held his hat and
gloves so quietly and who spoke with
so nice a deference in a voice so musi
cal, was beyond question a gentleman,
and he had stopped at Columbia to
render her father a service. There was
no reason why she should not hear
what he had said to his friend at
Atlanta,
"What had you been saying, Mr.
Griswold?"
"Oh, really nothing after all! I'm
ashamed of it now! But he's the most
amusing person, with nothing to do
but to keep himself amused. We dis
cuss many daring projects, but we are
never equal to them. I had just been
telling him that we were incapable of
action that while we plan out battles
the foe is already breaking down the
outer defenses and beating in the
gates. You see, we are both very
ridiculous at times, and we talk sort
of idiocy to keep up. our spirits. And
having berated my friend for his reso
lution, I seized the first opportunity
to prove my own capacity for meeting
emergencies. The man flattered me
with the assumption that I was the
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weakly fell."
Distress was again written in Miss
Osborne's face. She had paid little
heed to the latter half of Griswold's
recital, though she kept her eyes fixed
gravely upon him. in a moment the
gentleman in blue serge who had
manifested so niuch feeling over the
governor's absence strode again into
the room.
"Ah, Miss Osborne, so you are
a
He bowed over the girl's hand with
a great deal of manner, then glanced
at once toward the door of the private
office.
"Hasn't your father come in yet? I
have been looking for him since eight
o'clock.".
"My father is not home yet, Mr
Bosworth."
"Not home! Do you mean to say
that he won't be here today?"
"I hardly expect him," replied the
girl calmly.. "Very likely he will be at
home tonight or'in the morning."
Griswold had walked away out of
hearing but he felt that the girl
purposely raised her voice so that he
might hear what she said.
"I must know where he is there's
an important matter waiting—a very
serious matter it may prove for him if
he isn't her today to pass on it.
must wire him at once."
"Very good. You had better do so,
Mr. Bosworth. He's at the Peach Tree
club, Atlanta."
"Atlanta! Do you mean to say that
he isn't even in this state today?"
"No, Mr. Bosworth, and I advise
you to telegraph him immediately if
your business is so urgent."
"It isn't my business, Barbara it's
the state's business! it's your father's
business, and if he isn't here to at
tend to it by tomorrow at the latest,
it will go hard with him. He has
enemies who will construe his absence
as meaning—"
He spoke rapidly, with rising anger,
but some gesture from the girl arrest
ed him, and he turned frowningly to
see Griswold calmly intent, upon an
engraving at the further end of the
room. The colored woman was dozing
in her chair. Before Bosworth could
resume, the girl spoke, her voice again
raised so that every word reached
Griswold.
"If you refer to the Appleweight
case, I must tell you, Mr. Bosworth,
that I have all confidence that my
father wil lact whenever he sees fit."
"But the people—"
"My father is not afraid of the peo
ple," said the girl quietly.
"But you don't understand, Barbara,
how much Is at stake here. If some
action isn't taken in that matter with
in twenty-four hours your father will
be branded as a coward by every news,
paper in the state. You seem to take
it pretty cooly, but it won't be a
trifling matter for him."
"I believe," replied the girl rising,
that you have said all that I care
to hear from you now or at any fur
ther time, Mr. Bosworth, about this or
any other matter."
"But, Barbara—"
Miss Osborne turned her back and
walked to the window. Boswot-th
stared a moment, then .rushed angrily
from the room. Griswold abandoned
his study of the picture, and gravely
inclined his head as Bosworth passed.
Then he waited a minute. The girl
still stood at the window, and there
was, Griswold felt, something a little
forlorn in her figure. It was quite
time that he was off if he caught his
train for Richmond. He crossed the
room, and as he approached the win
dow Miss Osborne turned quickly.
"It was kind of you to wait. That
man is the state's attorney-general.
You doubtless heard what he said to
"Yes, Miss Osborne, I could not help
hearing. I did not leave, because I
wished to say—"
The associate professor of admiralty
in the department of law of the Uni
versity of Virginia hesitated and was
lost. Miss Osborne's eyes were brown
with that hint of bronze, in certain
lights,, that is the distinctive posses
sion of the blessed. Health and spirit
spoke in her bright color. She was
tall and straight, and there was some
thing militant in her figure as she
faced Griswold.
"I beg to say, -Miss Osborne, that if
there is any way in which I can serve
you, my time is wholly at your dis
posal."
"I thank you. I fear that you have
already given yourself too much trou
ble in stopping here. My father will
wish to thank you on his return."
Her lips trembled, and tears were
bright in her eyes. Then she regained
control of herself.
"Mr. Griswold, I have no claim what
ever on your kindness, but I am in
very great distress. I don't see just
•where I can turn for aid to any one
I know. But you as a stranger may
be able to help me—if it isn't asking
too much—but then I know it is ask
ing too much!"
"Anything, anything whatever,"
urged Griswold kindly.
"Mr. Bosworth, the attorney-general,
warns me that if my father does not
use the power of the state to capture
this outlaw Appleweight, the results
will be disastrous. He says my
father must act immediately. He de
manded his address, and, and—I gave
it to him."
"But you must remember, Miss Os
borne, that the attorney-general prob
ably knows the intricacies of this case.
He must have every reason for uphold,
lng your father in fact, it's his sworn
duty to advise him In such matters as
this."
"There"s another side to that, Mr.
Griswold," and the girl's color deepen
ed but she smiled and went on. It
was quite evident that she was ani
mated now by some ^purpose, and that
she was resolved ta avail herself of
Grlswold'B proffered aid. "I have my
own reasons for doubting Mr. Bos
worth's motives and I resent his as
sumption that my father is not doiiig
his full duty. No one can speak to me
of my father in that way—no one!"
"Certainly not, Miss Osborne!"
"This whole matter must be kept
as quiet as possible. I can appeal to
no one here without the ris"k Of news
paper publicity which would do my
father very great Injury. But if it is
not altogether too great a favor, Mr.
Griswold, may I ask that you remain
here until tonight—until my father re
turns? His secretary- has been ill and
My father is not in Atlanta,. Mr.
Griswold. He is not at the Peach Tree
club, and has not been. I have not
the slightest idea where my father is!"
The echoing whistle of the departing
Virginia express reached them faintly
as they stood facing each other be
fore the open window in the gover
nor's reception room.
CHAPTER III.
Mr. Thomas Ardmore, of New York
and Ardsley, having seen his friend
Griswold depart, sought a book-shop
where, as in many other book-shops
throughout the United States, he kept
a standing order for any works touch
ing- piracy, a subject, which, as al
ready hinted, had long afforded him
infinite diversion. He had several
hours to wait for his train to New Or
leans, and he was delighted to find
that the bookseller, whom he had
known only by correspondence, had
just procured for him, through the dis
persion of a Georgia planter's valuable
library, that exceedingly rare narra
tive, The Golden Galleons of the Car
rlbbean, by Dominguez Pascual —a
beautifully bound copy of the original
Madrid edition.
With this volume under his arm
Ardmore returned to the hotel where
he was lodged and completed his ar
rangements for leaving. It should be
known that Mr. Thomas Ardmore was
a person of democratic tastes and
habits. In his New York house were
two servants whose sole business it
was to keep himself and his wardrobe
presentable yet he preferred to travel
unattended. He wys, by nature, some
what secretive, «nd his adventurous
spirit rebelled at the thought of being
followed about by a hired retainer.
His very wealth was, in a way, a nui
sance, for wherever he went the news
papers chronicled his movements,
with speculations as to the object of
his visit, and dark hints at large public
gifts which the city honored by his
presence at once imagined would be
bestowed upon it forthwith. The
American press constantly execrated
his family, and as he was sensitive to
criticism he kept very much to him
self.
It was a matter of deep regret to
Ardmore that his great-igrandmother,
whose name he bore, should have
trifled with the morals of the red men,
but he philosophized that it was not
his fault, and If Be had known how to
squeeze the whisky from the Ardmore
millions he would have been glad to do
so. His own affairs were managed by
the Bronx Loan and Trust company,
and Ardmore took little personal in
terest in any of his belongings except
his estate in North Carolina, where
he dreamed his dreams, and had, on
the whole, a pretty good time.
When he had finished packing his
trunk he went down to the dinner he
had ordered to be in readiness at a
certain hour, at a certain table, care
fully chosen beforehand for Ardmore
was very exacting in such matters and
had an eye to the comforts of life, as
he understood them.
As he crossed the hotel lobby on his
way to the restaurant he was accosted
by a reporter for the Atlanta Pal
ladium, who began to question him
touching various Ardmores who were
just then filling rather more than their
usual amount of space in the news
papers. Ardmore's family, with the
single exception of bis sister, Mrs.
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Atchison, bored him immensely. His
two brothers and another sister, the
Duchess of Ballywinkle, kept the fam
ily name in display type a great deal
of the time, and their performances
had practically driven Thomas Ard
more from New York. He felt keenly
his shame in being brother-in-law to a
dissolute duke, and the threatened
marriage of one of his brothers to a
chorus girl had added, he felt, all too
great a burden to a family tree whose
roots, he could not forget it, were
soaked in contraband ruin. The re
porter was a well-mannered youth and
Ardmore shook his hand encouraging
ly. He was rather curlouis to see what
new incident in the family history was
to bp the subject of inquisition, and
the reporter immediately set his mind
at rest.
"Pardon me, Mr. Ardmore, but is it
true that your sister, the Duchess of
Ballywinkle, has separated from the
duke?"
"You may quote me as saying that
while I am not quite sure yet I sin
cerely hope the reports are true. To
be frank with you, I do not like the
duke in fact, strictly between our
selves, I disliked him from the first,"
and 'Ardmore shook his head gravely,
and meditatively jingled the Uttle gold
pieces that he always carried in his
trousers pockets.
"Well, of course, I had heard that
there was some trouble between you
and your brother-in-law, but can't the
Palladium have your own exact state
ment, Mr. Ardmore, of what caused
the breach between you?"
Ardmore hesitated and turned his
head cautiously.
"You understand, of course, that this
discussion is painful to me, extremely
painful. And yet, so much has been
published about my sister's domestic
affairs—"
"Exactly Mr. Ardmore. What we
want is to print your side of the
story."
"Very decent of you, I'm sure. But
the fact is—" and Ardmore glanced
over his shoulder again to be sure he
was not overheard—"the fact is—"
Lnd he paused, batting his eyes as
though hesitating at the point of. an
important disclosure.
"Yes, Mr. Ardmore," encouraged the
reporter.
"Well, I don't mind telling you, but
don't print this. Let it be just be
tween ourselves."
Oh, of course, if you say not—"
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"That's all right I have every con*
fidence in your discretion but, if this
will go no further, I don't mind telling
you—".
"You may rely on me absolutely, Mr/"5*1'
Ardmore."
"Then, with the distinct understand
ing that this is sub rosa—now we do
understand each other, don't we?"'
pleaded Ardmore.
"Perfectly, Mr. Ardmore," and the
perspiration began to bead the re
porter's forehead in his excitement
over the impending revelation.
"Then you shall know why I feel so
bitter about the duke. I assure you
that nothing but the deepest chagrin
over the matter causes me to' tell you
what have never' reve'aled before—^
not even to members of my family —1
not to my most .intimate friend."
"I appreciate all that—"
"Well, the fact is—but please never
mention it—the fact is that his Grace
owes me four dollars. I gave it to
him in two bills—I remember the In
cident perfectly—two crisp new bills
I had just got at the bank. His Grace*
borrowed the money to pay a cabman'
—it was the very day before he mar-1
ried my sister. Now let me ask you.
this: Can an American citizen allow
a duke to owe his four dollars? The,
villain never referred to the matter
again, and from that day to this I
have made It a rule never to lend
money, to a duke."
'. (To be Continued).
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