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see how very nearly _l'affaire Poynton_ finished me."
"It is not like you," Duncombe said thoughtfully, "to give anything up."
"We come face to face sometimes with unique experiences, which destroy
precedent," Spencer answered. "This is one of them."
"And what," Duncombe asked, "do you advise me to do?"
"Always the same advice," Spencer answered. "Leave Paris to-day. Go
straight back to Norfolk, read the newspapers, and await events."
"Well, I think that I shall do so," Duncombe answered slowly. "I have
found out where Miss Poynton is, but she will not see me. I have made an
enemy of my dearest friend, and I have, at any rate, interrupted your
career and endangered your life. Yes, I will go back home."
"You may yet save your friend some--inconvenience," Spencer suggested.
"Try to persuade him to go back with you."
"He will not listen to me," Duncombe answered. "He has brought an
English detective with him, and he is as obstinate as a mule. For myself
I leave at nine o'clock."
"You are well advised, exceedingly well advised," Spencer said. "Mind I
do not take the responsibility of sending you away without serious
reasons.
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