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"The next instant he was standing stock still again. Had that strange episode of the night before, the rummaging in his pockets by the man with the gray, gimlet eyes, been only a dream? It must have been, he thought in bewilderment, as he had a hand to the palm of his hand. Yet it had not been a dream. Perhaps the man, with such trifling pickings, had refused to bother with it."
