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I glanced in for the doorway and observed Hawberk fast paced in his minimal shop at the end of the hall. He seemed up, and catching sight of me cried in his deep, hearty voice, "Are available, Mr. Castaigne!" Constance, his daughter, rose to fulfill me as I crossed the edge, and held out her fairly hand, but I noticed the blush of disappointment on