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The Wingham Times, 1905-04-27, Page 71 0Lu9 LCi I. _il ill': „Il 1, The YeiIow oIly ER S HUME, U G_ Author of "The I`xystater of Hanson; Aab,' Etc. nt Copyright, 1003, by G. W. Dlllinaharra Company imine i++.ww,. kaAL,41, 1.0,+,r I.uw4uuk:+41 Teuestione. She was sulky at f,rst and would not answer. But Brendon knew how to manage her, and before =the conclusion of the conversation lie . •got the whole truth out of her. "So Bawdsey knows San Remo, and be is fifty or over fifty years of age. Wm! He knows all the history of the place, I suppose." "I know not—nothing do I know." "Ah, that's a pity! Bawdsey could tell you some nice tales" He Axed a keen glance on her. "About some yel- low hotly, for instance." Lola winced, for the shot bad gone home. But she still held to her decla- ration of ignorance. "I know noth- ings --absolutely." "But apparently this naan knows a great deal. He is in love with you and must have told you much. Did be inform you of a certain murder which took place at San Remo?" "Ab, bah! Wby should he? I knew of all already." "You! How did you know?" "My father and my mothers, they lived in San Remo when—ob, they did tell me all of that Englishman" "Did they know who murdered him?" asked George, marveling at this un- expected discovery. "No. No one know anythings," • "Was there no suspicion?" "Not one suspicions. I know noth- ings," she repeated doggedly. "It strikes me that you do. How did you and Bawdsey come to be talking of this matter?" "We did not talk." Lola looked down at her foot as she told the lie and moved it restlessly. George rose and took up his hat. Throwing his coat over his arm, he moved toward tbe door. "Good night, mademoiselle." She sprang to•ber feet and flew after him. "No, no!" she cried in lively alarm. "You must not go, my dearest dear!" "What is the use of my stopping when you will not show your gratitude toward me by teling the truth?" "I will tell! I wili tell! Sit down. The coat—you shall not go. I will say all. Ask what you will. Sit, any little cabbage—a wine in tbe glass—alt, yes— and a cigarette. Come, be good. Am I mademoiselle?" "No," said George, smiling on her pleading face. "You are my friend Lola now that you are sensible." "Ab, only friend!" she said sadly. "But I speak. Yes?" George began at once to question her lest the yielding mood should pass . away. "You made the acquaintance of Bawdsey at the hall?" Lola nodded. "He loved me; he sent me flowers. I learn that he looks after people, and I made him watch you. I told blr•your name." "Did he know my name?" asked Brendon quickly. "He knew everything—oh, yes—all— Brendon was taken aback. "All—all •}what?" he asked, amazed. "Why"—Lola twirled her fingers -- "all what you would not tell to me, nay dear. That your names is Vane, •and miler"— "Derrington! Did Bawdsey mention Lord. Eerrington?" "Yes. Oh, many times he speaks of tailor. I speaks of San Remo. This -- this Bawdsey ask me of the blue dome • sio- -of the holly"— "Of the murder, in tact" "It is quite so, my friend. Of the murder or your father." "What?" George started from his :seat. "Did he know that the man who was murdered at San Remo 'was my father?" "Yes, and that it was difficult about the marriages." "That also. He appears to know the whole story. And he mentioned Lord Derrington. That is how he comes to be acgnainted with these facts. A spy —Derrington is employing him. And the man IS boarding in Amelia square," George struck his hands together. "By Jove, it's n conspiracy, end I never :knew anything!" "1 do not wish you to bane the mar- riages right, George," said Lola, with pout. "If you are as what you ate, then yon will marry ine. She will not be Madame.' "DK Bawdsey tell you the name of Abe lady?" "No. But he will tell. But she is a well born one, and I am of the gutter. I3nt I love you—ab, yes, I love yowl" 'She threw ler arms round him. "Be still Brendons, attd not miler, and I am yours." "No, no!" George took her arms from bis neck and spoke snore soberly, "Lola, hold your tongue about what you have told me, and I'll see you -again, If you speak, I see you no pante.„ "I will be silent,” she said as Eren- %don put en his cont "But you are ,cruel, wicked. You shall never be tailor, never!" CHAPTER, IX. A+er bt invitation—an invitation to v dinner.By r Joe, X never , The ht dgetthat a l f. liofiorable Alts, Ward top. Hurrah!" Leonard Train made these rerarke -Over a letter which had come by the morning pont. It WAS a delicate per- -Aimed friendly mote, begging dear bar. 1.4,1,4d ,10 1.A,aIIII .a V h Train to come to dinner tbe next even- ing without ceremony. "I bare just Iearned that your dear mother was at school with me," wrote Mrs. Ward in her most gushing style. "So you will see why I write informally." To account for Train's exuberant joy, R'hielx seemed out of all proportion to its reason, it must .be explained'tbat, notwithstanding his money and what be regarded as bis talents, be bad nev- er managed to enter the fashionable world. As he was as vain as a pea- cock and anxious to shine and be ad- mired among people worth knowing, this was a great grief to him. George took him to several houses, but Leon- ard did not seem to be a success, for after one visit he was never asked again, although he left cards assidu- ously. The desire of his life was to be fashionable; hence his delight at the letter. "Of course I'll So," soliloquized Leon- ard when calmer. "I wonder if Gebrge will be there. He loves that Ward girl, so be might, Mrs. Ward does not ap- prove of the match, so he might not. I wonder if there is n regular engage- ment. If noel might bave a shot my- self. The Honorable Mrs. Train—no, that would be tbe mother." It will be seen that Leonard was not very faithful to his absent friend, but the fact is that Train was less devoted to Brendon than he had been. The ep- isode of Amelia square made him fight rather shy of George. The story of tbe • marriage was shady, and in some way— Leonard couldn't exactly explain how— seemed to be connected with the mur- 'der of Mrs. Jersey. Moreover, Leon- and knew something which he had not ,, mend nod to Brendon and would not have mentioned for the fashionable world. However, he had said nothing about George's history and so far had kept faith. But Brendon saw that Leonard was no longer so pleased to see him as formerly. He therefore avoided the fat young man, and Leon- ard did not seem to mind the avoid- ance. Leonard never intended to speak, be- ing weak, but bonorable in his own foolish way. But when Mrs. Ward's invitation came he walked blindfolded into a trap set by that clever little woman. She asked Train to dinner, not because she had known his mother —although that was true enough—but for the simple reason that she wished to hear What he knew about the Ame- Iia square tragedy. Brendon had told her much, but it was probable that Train, being a weak idiot in the hands of a pretty woman like herself, would tell her more. Mrs. Ward wished to lind some scandal smirching George, that she might induce Dorothy to break the engagement. She would have utilized the tales about Lola and Brendon, but she was not sure of her ground in this particular direction, and, moreover, baying seen the Span- ish dancer, feared lest so passionate a woman should make an open scandal. It was the aim of Mrs. Ward's life to do wrong things and to avoid troubles arising from them. Therefore she, for the time being, put Lola on the shelf and arranged in her own scheming mind to make use of Leonard. When Leonard entered the drawing room he was welcomed by Dorothy, who told him that Mrs. Ward would be down shortly. "It is only a small dinner, Mr. Train; she said. "Mr. Vane is coining; no one else." "I• expected to find my friend Bren- don here," said Leonard, thinking how beautiful she looked. "No. Mr. Brendon is 'very busy at the present time with his book. He would have come otherwise." "All things should give way where a lady is concerned," said Train gal- lantly. Mies Ward laughed. She had heard much of Train from Breeden and thought hien a kindly but foolish young mita. "I am not a woman of that sort, Mr. Train. I have no de- sire that a man should neglect his work for frivolity. You are a great friend of Mr. Brendon?" "The greatest he has." "And he was stopping with you in the house where that tragedy took place. Iie told me about it" Train secretly wished tbat George had held his tongue on this particu- lar point, as he had his own reasons for not wishing to be questioned. With the very best intentions as to holding bits tongue, he knew his weakness for babbling well enough and found it easier to abstain from talking nito. gather than to be temperate in speech. "Brendon certainly stopped with me," be said reservedly, "but we ware eound asleep when the murder took place. Neither of us heard anything. After the inquest we bath returned to the vest end." "It ant amost un le sant exper. cher," Bald Dorothy thoughtfully, "Very," assented Train, wiping hie face. "1 shall never go in search of types again." "You Can find amltsing types in the West end," remarked Dorothy fn a " e "Here is one. voice. Ii: low The yoting nen ',rho entered the ronin was 4 small, attenuated, preeide atone of a Creature, iznmaculetel3+ dressed and with a rather ehrlll voice. He anaweredto the nater of the 11011. Walter Vane and via the cousin of Idrendon, although he 414 not know of TILE WINGI#A.M TIMES APRIL 17, 1.90 The Inability to Rest and Sleep Is a marked symptomi of' frier you exhaustion, the natural outcome of which. I* parfilysith Theerso o f p n wk Sa tae acs are efitausted rain not keep quiet but is restless and fidgety, easily irritated and subject to spells of severe headache and indigestion. Pr. Chase's Nerve Food thor, oughly cures nervous diseases by building up the system and instilling new vitality into the wasted nerve cells, Miss M. ANrntuox , 135 Creighton Street,, Ilalifax, N. S., states My whole nervous system was deranged, I could not sleep and had severe at, tacks of headache, I pro, curedaboxof Dr, Chases Nerve Foad and by the time I had taken a few /� boxes I was all right again, My appetite was very much improved, I was cured of i sleeplessness and head - MISS ANDERSON ache, and my system gen- erally seemed o be thoroughly built up." By noting your increase in weight while using this great food cure, you can prove that new, firm flesh and tissue is being added to the body. To protect you against imitations the portrait and signature of Dr, A. W. Chase, the famous receipt book author, are on every box. the relationship. But Dorothy and Train both knew and compared Vanes physique disadvantageously with that of Breudon, Lard Derrington, who was a bluff old giant of the country squire type, sneered at his degenerate descendant. All the same be would not replace him by George, who was a man in looks and tastes after the old lord's own heart. "Air. 'Train—Mr. Vane," said Doro- thy, introducing the two. Vane stared and muttered something about "pleasure." Leonard caught no other word. He then continued his conversation with Miss Ward. "I sneezed twice at the Merry Music hall the otber nigbt." "That is where Velez dances," said Leonard, determined to speak. Vane stared again, and it was Doro- thy who answered. "My mother went to see her and says she is a most extraordinary dancer." "I saw your friend Brendon at tbe' hall, Miss Ward—the writing man, you know," said Vane;"a fine looking chap, but sulky." "The best man in the world," said Leonard, whereupon Dorothy gave him an approving look, She wondered what Vane would say did he know that the man be criticised so freely was his cousin and the legitimate heir to the Derrington title. "Weil, he has his larks iike every one else. They say he is sweet on the dancer." "Mr. Vane! cried Dorothy, the blood rushing to her face. "'Well, good people," cried Mrs. Ward, entering the room at this very opportune moment, "are you all here? Mr. Vane, I am pleased. AIr. Train, how good of you to come! Ab," Mrs. Ward sighed, "you have your dear mother's eyes, and lovely eyes they were!" Having slipped in this compliment to put Leonard at his ease and throw him off his guard, Mrs. Ward delivered him to Dorothy and took Vane into a shady corner. "Dinner wiil be ready soon," she said, fanning herself, al- though it was a cold winter's night, "I hope you are hungry, Mr. Vane." "I was," admitted her guest, "but I have to nurse my appetite carefully, you know, Mrs. Ward, and I am rather put out." "Not by Mr. Train, I hope. He is a nice fellow, really, very nice, with money made out of pigs or whisky or something," said Mrs. Ward vague- ly, for she was not certain. "What did he say?" "IIe said nothing, but Miss Ward did." Mrs. Ward shrugged. "Oh, *ell, you know, Dorothy has such odd ideas and all that sort of thing. I suppose it Many Women Suffer Untold Agony From Kidney Trouble. Very often they think it is from vo- mited "female disease," Where is less female trouble than they think. Women suffer from backache, sleeplessness, nervousness, irritability, and a dragging - down feeling in tbe loins, So do men, and they do not be "female trouble." Why, then, blame ,,11 your trouble to female disease? 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Pelee ilO tents per box, oar 8 for $1,25, ,Mt dealers, or DOA* E.a Inrtalt Pit, e� ,A aitOi'eVe, 0144 was something about books, er philoe- opbies, or Grammar, or soanething-•• enough to spoil any one's appetite, PM sure." "No. But I mentioned that Breudon -•-you know, the writing fellow" -- "Yes, I know," said. Mrs. Ward vi- clollsly and at once on the alert, "Well, I said that it was rumored lee _ wits sweet oil Lola Velez, and :Miss Ward fired up, Is she so great a irienQ of bis as all that?" "Olx, by no means," responded Mrs. - Ward vivaciously. "A mere acquaint - twee, you know. I'm sure he's dull enougb. Lola Velez—nix, a perfect dear! "Mr. Train—Ms'. Vane," How she can Irick! So•,lir. Brendon is in—well, I never should have thought it of flim; but these quiet men are always the worst." So Mrs. Ward rattled on in Ler in- coherent manner, but perfectly clear in her own mind as to the good Vane's injudicious observation would do. If Dorothy once got it into her brain that George was an admirer of Lola, then .there would be a chance of breaking the engagement. Before Vane could make any more remarks the gong thunderecl. "You take in Dorothy," she said to Vane, thus getting him offf her shoulders, but not hoping to end Leonard a pleasant change. "I will take Mr. Train under my wing." In this order they entered the din- ing room, errs. Ward trying to stifle a yawn and wondering how she would get through such a dull evening. Luck- ily, Vane mentioned that his grand- father had expressed his intention of looking in during the course of the evening. "If you will not mind, Mrs. Ward," he said politely. "Oh, I'm rather glad," replied the lite, wnn'•tn. "Such a delightful old gentleman! Ilia anecdotes are quite ill the best style. Do try this dish, &r, Train. It is good." Leonard did try it and slid full jus- tice to the merits of Mrs. Ward's cook. She kept a particularly good chef, as she knew the value of good cooking. "People like nice things to eat, she explained to Leonard, while Dorothy labored to entertain Vane. r'One can break all the Ten Command- ments if only one feeds the men." Then, thinking she had said too much, 'Ole added sweetly. "But of course I am only joking, Air, Train, as one must he good and all that sort of thing." sure you are all that is good and kind, Mrs. Ward." "Now, that's really very nice of you. Tier. Brendon would never say a really nice thing like that. Of course be's a great friend of yours, isn't he? And he stopped with you when that poor woman"— Leonard uttered an ejaculation. It teemed to bin that he was pursued by the Amelia square tragedy. First Dor- othy and now her mother. Was there no other topic of conversation? He 'would have answered an ordinary per- son rudely, being wearied of being questioned, but Mrs. Ward, baving the key of the door which led into the fashionable world, was to be concili- ated. Iie replied to her almost in the same words as be had used to Dorothy. "Mr, Brendon did stop with me," he said, "but we were asleep when the murder took place." "ITow extraordinary!" said Mrs. Ward languidly, yet with a keen eye on the change in Leonard's face. "I wonder who killed her?" "No one knows," replied 'Train short- ly. "The police are quite at fault." "Ob, the police!" said Mrs. Ward, in at proper tone of contempt, "They never do anything except make love to cooks. 3 h you suspect any one?" Leonar,l flushed. "T, Mrs. Ward? Why should T suspect any one?" "Oh, I don't know. Youhave a clever face. Just the kind of a face that one would think a brilliant de- tective would have. ' You must have some suspicions?" Again her eyes Searched his face. "No,'t he protested. "I was asleep. I know nothing about the matter." "How stupid of you,!" Bald Mrs. Ward, beginning to think that her con. descension in asking Leonard to din- ner was Wasted, "But you men are always so blind, poor dears! Dial Mrs, Jersey and :lir. Brendan get on well together? I suppose Mrs. Jersey liked Lim?" "1 think AO did," ! replica Leonard,rd , on whose weak head the claret WAS beginning to take effect, "but she was rather startled When she Saw lin first. It wasn't at him exactly, but at a piece of yellow holly he wore in his coat." "'renew holly." repented lairs. Ward, With feignedned surprise. "Why, of course Mr. Broaden wore a eprlg. My daugh- ter gave it to hen" 'to he told me, MM. Ward.' "And I gavo it to ilorothy," contin- ted, hire. Ward, whc for feeble reesoti to felted to make an expliklt statement. Wan knew who be Was, het he could, not be sure, for Derrington rveleonaetl HAD TO GIVE UP Ilius With a well Urea ail, as he would ALTOGETHER AND Cep bave done a stranger,; tire. 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Mlr,nvltx Co., i,Iaflra~n, Toronto, Ont, 4.41 iW."a+�i 1191"1,-01 i,1 ink 14144. 41-I,,okn4I "It is very rare, you know, and a man who lives in Devonshire sent me a bunch. Dorothy mentioned that Mr, Drendon bad begged for a piece. Yes, 1 he would naturally wear it on that night, as he had just left my house. But why was this unfortunate woman surprised?" "I can't say, but she was," answered Train, "She turned white, and we all ' thought site was about to faint." "Did she give any explanation?" "No. In a few moments site recov- ered, and nothing more was said." "Oh!" Mrs. Ward seemed disap- pointed. "Vas that all?" "Why"—Leonard turned his dull eyes ou her flushed faee—"what else did you expect to hear, Mrs. Ward?" "Nothing! Nothing," she said hur- riedly, for she did not wish to make him suspicious; "but it seems so odd. Dorothy giving the holly, you know, and that firs. Jersey should be upset. We must continue this conversation, Mr. Train. It is really most interest- ing. But you literary men are quite fascinating, After dinner in the draw- ing room, Afr, Train, Dorothy!" She signaled with her fan, and her daugh- ter arose. "Don't be too long over your wine," said 'Airs. Ward as she left the room. "We can't spare you, Air. Train." Leonard believed that all this atten- tion was due to his own fascinations. His head was still heated with the wine he had drunk, yet he began to re- gret that he had said anything about the yellow holly. Certainly he bad not promised George to be silent on this especial point, but he nevertheless thought it wiser to hold his tongue about all that had taken phace in Amelia square on the night of the mur- der. Warned in this way by his moth- er sense, Train took no more wine, but after a rather dull conversation with Vane he went into the drawing room. Dorothy was at the piano, and thither repaired Vane. But Mrs, Ward, seated near the lire, called Leonard to her side. "I must introduce you. Lord Derrington—Mr. Train." The grandfather of George was a huge man, burly, red faced, white haired and. with a rather truculent ex- pression. He was over seventy, yet carried his years like a boy. Under his busby white eyebrows he shot a quick glance at Lebuard from a pair of keen gray eyes and summed him up at once as a fool. Put Lord Der- rington had been a• diplomatist many years before and knew that even fools are sometimes useful. Moreover, he had learned from Mrs. Ward's aimless chatter that Train was a great friend of Brendon's, and be knew more about George than George thought. Ilow- ever, Derrington, after that one glance of contempt, was very civil to Leon- ard. "I am glad to meet you," ho staid, with a nod. "You go in for books, I understand from Airs, Ward." He had a deep, raucous voice like that of an early starling, and spoke in an abrupt staccato kind of way. Train, who stood before him like a rabbit be- fore a snake, compared him in his own mind with Becky Sharp's friend, the elarquis of Steyne. Derrington was quite as wicked and savage and un- scrupulous. as that celebrated noble- man. Derrington seemed to Leonard to have the instincts of a despot, and Leonard could imagine bite slaying and burning and doing all manner of evil things. IIe wondered how Bren- don ever came to have suck a villain- ous grandfather. It was on the tip of his tongue to say Something about Brendon, just to observe the effect on Derrington. At that moment fate in- tervened. 'The drawing room door opened, and a servant dnn0unced, "Air. Brendon!" The next moment George came face to /nee with his grandfather. CHAPTER X, T was a most awkward meeting. Dorothy, Train and Breeden knew the truth, but Mrs. Ward `n b Til and '`site Were ignorant, As to Lord Derrington himself, George was not sure. After his conversation With Loin he had a vague idea that, since liawcisey was connected itt some way wit]) his grandfather, Lord Derrington musts m .la tv have o e o learned that Bree- den was the name his grandson had tatkett, There was ne other way of ne- voutlting for the mention of Dorking - ton's name by the private detective. However this might be, Lord Der- rington was too clever 1t roan be be- tray himself. George felt that the old Brendon noticed her inquiring haze, but he put this down to itis knvwI- edge that Derrington knew lie was a thio a u t r for Dorothy's hand and wished the girl to merry. Vane, Leonard teat" the Only person ill the room who die. played any visible disturbance. I:Io grew red and restless. Mention wee. perfectly calm. ABSOLUTE SECURITY. Genuine "How deligbtful of you to Tonle, bIr. ar r Brendon," said lairs. TVard, rising and apparently forgetting that she bad for- bidden him the house. "1 must intro- duce you. Lord Derrington Brendan, and you know kir, Train" "Tse are old friends," said George calmly. "Miss Ward"—he bowed to Dorothy, who emulated bis serenity, although she felt anxious. But when she saw her lover's composure she knew that nothing disagreeable would occur, and her apprehensions were' re- lieved, There ensued a general conversation relative to the weather, to tbe doings Of a certain politician and to sundry other subjects more or less vague. George talked excellently and Was conscious that Derrington was listen- ing with approval. Again and again he wondered if the old man really knew who lie was, and again and again he failed to arrive at any con- clusion. After a time Leonard went with. Dorothy to the piano, where she played for his delectation, and Mrs. Ward seized the opportunity to show Vane some new photographs of her - "1 have heard of you front Mrs. Ward," self. Derrington and Brendan were practically alone, and the old lord ap- peared anxious to make himself agree- able. "I have beard of you from Mrs, Ward," he said in his harsh tones, which no amount of politeness could render agreeable, "but I do not think we have met before. Are you related to the Brendons of Shropshire?" "No. I bane not that privilege." Derrington chuckled at this reply. He thought George had a good deal of the man in him when he answered thus fearlessly. "I have seen your name somewhere lately," he observed, "but I can't recall where or in what connection." Brendon laughed, quite at his ease, although he did not know if this was en attempt to make him speak out. However, he did speak out, with the idea of seeing what would happen. "I can supply the connection," said he lightly, but keenly observant of the old man's face. "My name appeared as a witness at an inquest a week or so now I remember, Mr. Brendon. Quite so. It was that Amelia square murder. " "You have a good memory, Lord. Der- rington." "In this case you flatter me, Mr. Brendon. There is no difficulty in my remembering the especial case, as Mrs. jersey was a tenant of mine" George was not supposed to know this and displayed suitable surprise. "Indeed," he said; "then you have lost a good tenant." "Possibly," replied Derrington, rath- er grimly. "She always paid her rent regularly. You saw her?" "Yes. ery friend, Mr. Train, was stopping in the house" -- "That young man." Derrington cast a look in Leonard's direction. "I did not know he was there On that night" "IIe was a witness also," said Bren- don significantly. "I can't remember all the names, sir. Tell?" 'dl stopped tor the night with Mr, Train and during the night Mrs. Jer- sey was murdered." "You heard nothing --saw nothing?" "I was sound. asleep the whole time," saki Brendon calmly. (To be mutilated.) 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My Ideal is a lady who is beautiful and. young, Who is gently bred and graceful and who: eweetl,y curbs her tongue, Wbo is cultured and artistic, who has humor, who has style, One who never keeps Ino waiting, one who meets me with a smile, Who has noble aspirations, who freak vanity is free. And who never flirts with others for the sake of spiting int . My ideal is a lady who has purity of heart. Wet) is sat•sfied to merely play a lovely woman's part. Oue who cares not to he mannish, who is not a foolish prude. Who possesses a fine figure, cheeks are rosy -hued, Who is ready to go with me choose to go, %Vim believes that I'ni a wonder, and who sweetly tells me so. ley ideal is a lady who is not inclined to find Only faults in other woman; she has nobleness of mind ; She is cheerful, she is hopeful, there in- t—ulnae in her voice, Wboti good fortunes come to others she • • is ready to rejoice; She believes that If my talents were ac- cepted at their worth, I would take my place to -morrow with the greatest men on earth. t inay never meet the lady, the sweet lady of my dream:,, I may never lead her gently by the bank cf winding streams; I may never gather posies in the dells with her—I know Chat perfection is not often to be met with here below. therefore, sweet one, shrink not frim me—find a haven in my arms; You are beautiful and freely I will waive the other charms. and whose anywhere I Do You Realize That a Neglected Cough May Result in Consumption. 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