He broke into a fit of laughter and coughing and added: --manufacturing that champagne for those fellows. I remember in fact that as we pushed into his little chamber, where the bed had not been slept in at all and the window, uncovered to the moonlight, made the place so clear that there was no need of striking a match--I remember how I suddenly dropped, sank upon the edge of the bed from the force of the idea that he must know how he really, as they say, "had" me. Cranly watched him with a blank expressionless face. "I mean that's HIS way--the master's.
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