It had been Alan's intention to send Marie back to Belstone by herself, and ask his father to meet her at Lewes, so that she could sleep at the vicarage. He had spent a great deal of time over the business connected with the murder of Grison and the finding of the jewels, therefore his clients were being neglected, much to their annoyance1. His days of searching could scarcely have said to have been wasted, since they had ended in the acquisition of a fortune. Certainly it did not belong to him, but as he was to marry the girl who possessed2 it, in the end he would undoubtedly3 benefit. All the same he decided4 that he would have to attend to his own affairs, and it was only the fact that Miss Grison was not at Thimble Square, which caused him to change his mind. He therefore returned to the village with Marie, and what is more, insisted that Dick should return with him.
"We must get to the bottom of these matters," said Alan late that afternoon; "and if Marie will not sleep at The Monastery5, Dick, you and I must do so."
"Oh, Alan," cried Miss Inderwick nervously6, "why need you and Mr. Latimer do that when there is no need?"
"I think there is every need," rejoined her lover dryly. "Your remark as to inexplicable7 noises has aroused Moon's suspicions, and I should not be surprised if he either sent back that detective to keep watch, or came himself to-night or to-morrow."
"But how can our sleeping there alter Moon's intentions?" asked Latimer.
"I want to learn the meaning of these noises, so you and I, Dicky, can keep watch, while Marie is safe at the vicarage."
"If the noises are caused by Sorley," said Dick leisurely8, and rather uncomfortably, "and we find that he has gone to earth there, you can't expect me to hold my tongue."
"Uncle Ran is innocent," protested Marie furiously.
"If he is--and I sincerely hope for your sake, that such is the case--it will be much better for him to come forward and face the worst. Otherwise, he will remain a hunted fugitive9. Believe me, Miss Inderwick, by refusing to compound a felony--for that is what silence in this matter amounts to, as Alan will tell you--I am doing Mr. Sorley a greater service than you think."
"I agree with Dick," said Fuller quickly, and before Marie could make another protest; "it is best to bring matters to a head. If Mr. Sorley is indeed hiding at The Monastery, he is bound to be discovered some time, especially after the unconscious hint you gave Inspector10 Moon, my dear."
"I don't believe Uncle Ran is there," declared Marie pouting11. "If he were he would look to me to give him food and drink, and he knows--as I said before, Alan--that he can trust me. It is that horrid12 woman."
"If Miss Grison is there, all the more reason Dick and I should sleep in the house, and learn what she is driving at."
Latimer nodded. "I'll come with you, Alan," he said quickly. "Since Miss Grison is not in her house, it's just possible she may be at Belstone."
"When did you call to see her?"
"Yesterday afternoon," explained Dick quietly. "I wished to learn how she knew that her precious brother had murdered a man outside Chin Chow's opium13 den14."
"Moon told her that, and she swore that Baldwin was incapable15 of such a wicked deed," replied Alan with a shrug16; "she seems to have a most touching17 belief in the creature, even though he is dead."
"Well, I learned that Miss Grison had gone away at noon for a few days."
"Where has she gone to?" asked Marie sharply.
"Her servants could not tell me, since she has left no address. All she said was that she would be absent for a few days, and she left her establishment in charge of the head waiter."
"That secrecy18 shows that she is at Belstone," cried Miss Inderwick triumphantly19; "it is just the kind of underhand thing she would do."
"Well," said Alan, settling the question, "she may suspect that Sorley is hiding in The Monastery and may wish to catch him. If she gets into the house, Dick and I can compel her to state her reason. But indeed, Marie, I don't see how she could enter The Monastery without Henny or Jenny or Granny Trent seeing her."
"You don't know what a curious house it is, Alan. There are ways of getting out and in and hiding and spying, which no one would believe. I know of some myself, but Miss Grison is better acquainted with the place than I, as Granny always said that she explored the house thoroughly20 when she was my mother's companion. I'm sure you'll catch her; and if you do, tell her that we have found the jewels. That will settle her."
"Nothing will settle her until Sorley is proved innocent or guilty," said Fuller gravely. "The woman is obsessed22 by one idea, and that is revenge. I only wish we could find Jotty, for he knows a lot, I am sure, which could put things straight."
"Jotty can't be found," said Latimer lazily, "although Moon and his underlings are keeping their eyes open. He hasn't gone back to Miss Grison's or to Mother Slaig, either. He has vanished as completely as Mr. Sorley has. However, we shall see what can be done by our sleeping a night in your old family mansion23, Miss Inderwick. I'll come down."
This being settled, the trio went to the station, and in due time arrived at Lewes. They talked during the journey about the jewels, and Dick had again to listen to the account of the solution of the riddle24, in which, after all, he was so deeply interested that he did not object to the twice-told tale. Then Marie chattered25 about her good fortune, quoted the prophecy which certainly now seemed to be fulfilled, speculated on the amount of money which the sale of the gems26 would bring her, and talked of the improvements she would make in her family mansion. All this may seem rather heartless, when her uncle was under a cloud of suspicion; but the girl was so thoroughly convinced that the man was innocent and that her newly-acquired fortune would enable her to prove his innocence27, by employing the best detective talent to hunt down the true criminal, that she did not worry over the matter so much as might have been expected. Moreover, her uncle had always behaved selfishly to her, so she did not think that trouble would harm him for the time being. Indeed she hoped that it might improve him into something less egotistical.
On arriving at Lewes, they found Mr. Fuller in person waiting for them in his pony-chaise, bubbling over with unexpected news.
"I am glad you have returned, Marie," he said, as he assisted the girl to get in; "a man has been asking for you."
"Who is he?"
"An Indian gentleman called----"
"Morad-Bakche," interrupted Alan breathlessly, and with a glance at Dick. "What does he want with Marie?"
"Perhaps he has learned that I went to Rotherhithe," murmured Marie, but too low for the vicar to hear.
"I don't know what he wants," said Mr. Fuller rather irritably28, "he is stopping at The Red Fox, I hear, having come down this morning. He called at The Monastery to see Marie, and not finding her there, he came to the vicarage. He declined to believe that Marie was in town, although Henny told him so. However I convinced him."
"You didn't say why Marie had gone up, father," said Alan, in alarm.
"No no. Why should I? I simply said that Marie would return, and Mr. Bakche is on the watch."
"Don't see him, Marie," said Alan quickly. "Dick and I can interview him privately29 and learn what he has come about. And father, Marie will sleep to-night at our house, since she is afraid to remain at The Monastery. I and Latimer stay there.
"Why?" asked the vicar sharply.
"Marie will tell you while you drive back to Belstone, father. We can't all get into this small trap, so Dick and I will walk."
"Very good," said Mr. Fuller gathering30 up the reins31, "but tell me, both of you, about the jewels."
"We have found Yarbury's Bank and the jewels also," said Marie gaily32, "I can relate our day's experience while you drive, dear Mr. Fuller. And, Alan, do come to the vicarage before you go to sleep at The Monastery."
"Yes; Dick and I can spend the evening with you and mother and father. Afterwards we can walk over to your house to sleep there. I shall call and tell granny--with your permission--to get a couple of beds ready for us. Only don't you speak to Morad-Bakche, my darling; refer him to me."
Marie nodded and waved her hand as the vicar--who was rather bewildered by all this mystery--drove the pony-chaise out of the station yard. The two young men braced33 their muscles and started on the five miles' tramp to Belstone in very good spirits. Alan fancied, and communicated his fancy to his friend, that the presence of Bakche augured34 good, since the man undoubtedly knew something, and would be willing to impart it if he shared the fortune.
"But why should he?" objected Dick, lighting35 his pipe; "the assignment of the gems to George Inderwick puts him out of court."
"Marie wants to use some of the money to clear her uncle's name," explained Alan gravely, "and although I don't like Sorley, I am willing that she should do so. It will be worth the money."
"I am certain that he can, since he hinted something of the sort to me. He knew Grison at Rotherhithe also, and knew that he had the peacock."
"No!" said Latimer, greatly surprised.
"Yes, indeed," and Alan related Marie's daring visit to Mother Slaig, and what she had discovered regarding the movements of the Indian.
"She's a plucky37 girl," said Dick, referring to Marie; "fancy her tackling that horrible old woman. Hum! So Bakche was in the swim also, was he? I wonder if he murdered the man himself?"
"I don't think so; but we can ask him, for here he is."
Fuller's sharp eyes had seen the tall figure of the Indian almost running along the high road, and as the atmosphere was very clear he saw at some distance the brown tint38 of his face. Bakche met them quite breathless, and explained his haste. "I came down to see Miss Inderwick," he said, rather short of wind. "I met her--in the carriage--with--the--the clergyman. She refers me to you--Mr.--Mr. Fuller."
"I am conducting all business on Miss Inderwick's account," said Alan in a quiet tone; "but why are you in such a hurry, Mr. Bakche?"
"I thought that I might lose you. I stay at the village inn to-night, as I stayed last July; but I wish to see Miss Inderwick this evening, or you as her representative," he looked hesitatingly at Latimer.
"My friend knows all about the matter of the Rotherhithe crime," said Alan quickly, "you can speak frankly39 before him."
"Because you know more about it than you have hitherto chosen to confess."
Bakche replied, still haughty, "I object to the word 'confess,' Mr. Fuller; I have no feeling of guilt21 in the matter."
"I don't say that you murdered the man yourself, but you know who did."
"Perhaps I do," answered the man significantly; "but you can't expect me to give you that information without payment."
"Oh, if you want money----"
Bakche flushed through the clear brown of his skin. "I do not want money, Mr. Fuller; a gentleman of my rank does not take money. I only desire a share of the jewels which rightfully belong to me--the whole of them."
"I think not," said Alan, while Latimer kept step beside him in silence, leaving his friend to adjust matters. "There was a proper assignment of the jewels made by the Rajah of Kam, the Begum and their vizier. All is in order, Mr. Bakche, and you have not a leg to stand on."
The man was silent for a few moments in sheer surprise at this very authoritative41 statement. "How do you know this, Mr. Fuller?"
"I read the statement myself, and saw the jewels of----"
"You saw the jewels," almost shrieked42 Bakche, clenching43 and unclenching his hands; "then you have--you have----" he could speak no further.
"Yes," growled Dick, breaking his self-imposed silence, "Fuller and Miss Inderwick have solved the riddle of the peacock, and have found the jewels."
"Where are they? where are they?"
"In a certain bank in London," said Alan quickly; "they are there now in Miss Inderwick's name along with the peacock."
"So if you intended to burgle The Monastery," growled Dick grimly, "you only waste your time."
Bakche drew himself up proudly. "You speak to an Indian gentleman, sir."
"I speak to a man who wants certain jewels, and who will stick at nothing to get them," retorted Latimer bluntly; "how do we know but what you may have murdered Grison?"
"I did not; and," added the man superciliously44, "you will have some difficulty in proving that I did."
"I am not so sure of that, Mr. Bakche," put in Fuller; "after all, Mother Slaig can prove that you frequently saw Grison at her house."
Bakche looked startled and turned gray. "How can she prove that?"
"Ah-r-r-r! So you have been making inquiries46? No," Bakche threw up his hand with a haughty gesture. "I don't want to hear what you have to say, for I admit that I often visited the house you mention. I knew that Grison had the peacock through his sister. She told me. I tried to get it from him, but he refused to surrender it. But I did not murder him."
"But you know who did?"
"Perhaps," said the Indian ambiguously, "only I shall not tell unless Miss Inderwick--as you suggested yourself, Mr. Fuller--gives me a portion of the jewels. If they did not belong to me rightfully I should not ask for even a part. I am," he drew himself up again, "an Indian gentleman."
"Well," said Fuller, who wished to be fair, "I don't deny but what your family jewels being given away is hard on you. Miss Inderwick wishes to clear the character of her uncle, and will be willing to give you some of your own back--I expect you put it in that way to yourself--if you can denounce the true murderer."
"I think I can."
"Are you not sure."
"I shall be sure if you can bring me face to face with that boy."
"Yes. He knows a lot, and so do I," answered Bakche smiling dryly. "However you must give me a night to think over matters. To-morrow I shall call at The Monastery early in the day, and if we can come to an arrangement you shall have your minds set at rest. Always," ended the Indian taking off his cap, "always presuming that the boy is confronted with me."
"Do you hint that Jotty is guilty?" asked Fuller suddenly.
Bakche, who was turning away, looked back with an enigmatic smile. "A weak arm can drive a stiletto into a sleeping man, as easily as can a strong one, sir," and, still smiling, he walked off rapidly in the direction of Lewes, evidently objecting to further questions.
"By heaven!" muttered Alan aghast, "he knows the truth."
"It seems so," observed Dick with a thoughtful frown, "don't go after him, Alan. He will tell us all to-morrow, and you needn't be afraid of his running away, since his revelations mean that he gets a share of the gems."
"But we have to confront him with Jotty; and where is the boy?"
Dick shrugged48 his shoulders as they resumed their walk to Belstone. "Who knows? But even if he doesn't appear Bakche won't keep silent, for in that case he will lose his reward. Hum! I wonder if Jotty--as he infers--murdered Grison?"
"Well, Jotty is a greedy little beast, and admired the peacock. As he was a protégé of Grison and could run in and out of his room at will, it might be that he stole in when the man was sleeping and killed him. Bakche seems to hint at that. And then," added Fuller, warming to his theme, "remember how Miss Grison took charge of the lad. Perhaps he gave her the peacock and the stiletto, which she took down to The Monastery to implicate49 Sorley and revenge herself on him."
"She denied plainly enough that she took the bird to Belstone," replied Latimer, shaking his head, "and if Jotty had the peacock she would have guessed that he had murdered her brother. Seeing how she loved the man she would not have condoned50 Jotty's crime in any way. No, Alan, I don't agree with your theory. Better wait and hear what Bakche has to say and then we can be certain. But the stiletto? I thought that was missing?"
"From Mother Slaig's house," said Alan quickly, "but Marie and I found it in the secret cupboard where Sorley keeps his own private collection of jewels. Either he is guilty, and concealed51 it there, or Jotty--who came to warn him--did so; or Miss Grison did in some way manage to get the weapon and hide it. But then her possession of it would certainly entail53 her knowing the truth, and she would not--as you said before--spare the murderer of the brother whom she loved so dearly."
"Perhaps Bakche is guilty and is using Jotty as a screen," suggested Dick with a shrug; "however it is no use speculating, Alan. What we have to do is to watch to-night in The Monastery in the hope that Sorley has returned there, and to-morrow hear what the Indian has to say."
This was very good advice under the circumstances, and the young men took this very natural course. They arrived at the vicarage in time for dinner after calling at the big house to arrange with Granny Trent about sleeping there for the night. All the evening the vicar and his wife asked questions about the gems, and built castles in the air along with Marie as to the best use to be made of the money. Mention was made in the course of the evening by Mrs. Fuller that Miss Grison was staying with her dressmaker friend, and when Alan and Dick left to take up their quarters at The Monastery, they felt convinced that the woman had some idea of the whereabouts of her enemy.
"She's on the watch," said Fuller, as they walked to the big hole, "and if Sorley really has returned to hide, she will smell him out. I daresay he treated her and her brother badly, Dick, for Sorley is an utterly54 selfish creature, and perhaps deserves what he has endured. But what a vindictive55 person Miss Grison is."
"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned," quoted Latimer sententiously, "and since Sorley scorned his true wife by making love to another woman, and used her love for her brother to free himself, you can scarcely wonder that she hates him as the devil hates holy water. She would be more than human if she did not. I am sorry for Miss Grison, or rather, as we should call her, Mrs. Sorley."
"She doesn't want to take that name," said Alan, shaking his head; "but if her husband gets off through Bakche's evidence, she may do so in order to show him up and spite him. As long as Sorley lives he will have to pay for his behavior."
"Serve him jolly well right," said Latimer grimly, and the conversation ended on the steps of the great house, where Henny Trent stood to receive them.
Granny was annoyed that her young mistress was sleeping at the vicarage, as she maintained that the noises were only due to ghosts, and that there was nothing to be feared. She scouted56 the idea that Sorley had returned, although she admitted that the old mansion was full of hiding-places where he could conceal52 himself. Her point was the same as Marie had mentioned, that the fugitive would require food, and knowing that all in the house would be loyal to him, he would not have hesitated to reveal himself had he actually sought refuge at The Monastery. The young men heard all these arguments passively, without seeking to contradict them, and then retired57 to bed wondering if granny was right and they were wrong, or if the reverse was the case.
It is not quite precise to say that they retired to bed, for they did not remove their clothes, and simply lay down, ready to spring up when the noises called their attention. They wore slippers58, however, instead of boots so as to move softly about the place, and thus pounce59 unawares on anyone--Miss Grison or Sorley--who might be haunting the place. "But if it is a ghost, Alan, all our dodging60 and preparations won't be of much use."
"I do," said Dick with equal terseness62, but was too tired to argue the knotty63 point, and then they lay down, clothed as they were, to snatch a few moments of sleep.
Latimer certainly fell into a deep slumber64, but his friend was too excited to follow his example. It occurred to him that if Sorley really were in the house and given to explorations by night, that he would assuredly haunt the library, if only to look at his beloved jewels. Hour after hour the young man dwelt on this point, and by the small hours of the morning had worked himself up to such a pitch of excitement that he could no longer endure inaction. Without disturbing Dick, who was sleeping in an adjoining chamber65, he rose and stole down the stairs cautiously, making scarcely any sound, since he carried his slippers in his hand and walked in his socks. Also he had a revolver in his hip-pocket, lest the intruder should prove to be Bakche, admitted by Miss Grison through one of the numerous secret entrances. The Indian would be certain to show fight even if the woman did not. But of course, as yet Alan had heard no sounds, and was beginning to think that Marie's report was due to imagination.
He opened the library door cautiously, shading the candle he carried with his hand, after thrusting the slippers into the pocket of his tweed coat. The room was in complete darkness, as the shutters66 were closed, and there was no sign that anyone was about. However, as Alan assured himself once more, Sorley, if on the spot, would certainly come to the library, so the young man extinguished his candle, and concealed himself behind an Indian screen near the middle French window. Here he lay down on the carpet and waited patiently.
An hour passed and then another, and the night wore on to dawn. Still the room was quiet and Alan at length began to feel drowsy67, for his long vigil was telling on his tired body. Through the shutters he saw a thread of cold light, which showed that day was breaking, and heard the early outburst of song with which the birds greeted the dawn. He shifted himself into a more comfortable position, and closed his eyes, when suddenly he opened them again widely, and every sense intensified68 its power. There was certainly a noise--that of shuffling69 footsteps, hesitating, dragging, doubtful, as though the individual was in deadly terror of discovery. Then after a pause came the cautious opening of the library door, and Alan peering round the corner of the screen, saw a gleam of light. It came from a candle held in a man's hand, and the glimmer70 shone faintly on the haggard face. The newcomer was Randolph Vernon Sorley, and he looked like a ghost of his former self, bowed-down, white-faced, and lean.
Closing the door he went to the cupboard where the golden bird had been found by him, and opened the same. In a moment or so Alan heard the sound of eating, and saw that Sorley was eagerly devouring71 food. Apparently72 in his prosperous days he had established a larder73 in the cupboard against the time when he might be hunted down. The sight gave Alan the idea that the man might be guilty after all, since otherwise he would not have prepared for such a contingency74. However, there was small time to consider this reason and that, for Sorley having eaten, might slip away to his hiding-place, and then in the rambling75 old mansion it would be impossible to discover him. When the man left the cupboard and came to the table, he placed his candle thereon, took a long drink from a flask--it probably contained whisky and water--and then shuffled76 to the panel marked with a cross. Slipping this aside he held the candle so that he might admire his jewels. Alan thought it was now time to make his presence known in the least startling way possible.
"Mr. Sorley!" he said softly, and rising with caution.
In the darkness Alan groped his way forward. "Don't be afraid. It is Alan Fuller. I am your friend.
"Alan," the young man heard the click of the door, and knew that the fugitive was making for his hiding-place. But he halted when hearing the voice and the name. "Alan," said Sorley in the darkness, and his quavering voice hinted at relief. "Oh thank heaven you have come! How did you guess----"
"Marie and granny heard certain noises," said Alan quickly.
"Yes," muttered Sorley, lighting another candle which he apparently took out of his pocket, since the fallen one was lying near the panel. "I was not so careful as I should have been. But it could not go on for ever, so I am glad you have come, Alan. I want help," his voice trembled piteously, "yes I want help to escape."
In this turn the young man lighted the candle he had kept beside him, and in the radiance of the two tapers78 surveyed the broken-down creature before him, who looked quite his age, if not more. His face and hands were black with dust and dirt, his clothes were stained and torn, while his beard had grown considerably79, and despair lurked80 in his sunken eyes. In place of the alert, soldierly man of yore, Alan beheld81 a trembling, shivering, cringing82 thing, wincing83 at every sound, shrinking from every shadow. Guilty or not, Sorley was surely paying in full for his sins, since the agony and terror of his soul was made manifest in his body. "And I am innocent," he muttered again and again.
"If you are innocent why do you wish me to help you to escape?" asked Mr. Fuller gravely.
"Because I can't prove my innocence," said Sorley with sudden energy. "I am in a net woven by that infernal woman."
"Your wife?"
"Oh, so she told you that, did she? Yes, I admit she is my wife, and a bitter one she has been to me. But this is not the time or place to talk of these things. I could defend myself on that score if necessary, but there is no need. Place me in safety, Alan, and I can explain everything. You do not believe that I, am guilty; surely you don't?" and he looked piteously at the young man, shaking like a leaf.
"No, I can't say that I am absolutely convinced of your guilt," admitted Alan cautiously, "but when you gave yourself up why did you run away again?"
"I can explain that," replied Sorley with a cunning look, "only give me time, and all will be explained. I got away in the fog and came down here on my motor bicycle which I had kept ready in town. Now I am hiding here in a secret place below the earth--down in the cellars. There are ranges and ranges of cellars here, you know, Alan. I come up here at night to get food which long ago I placed in that cupboard"--he pointed84 to the recess85 with a trembling hand--"biscuits and potted meat, whisky and claret."
"That storage looks as though you expected to be accused," said Alan dryly.
Sorley nodded. "I was never sure of Louisa," he muttered shuffling with his feet. "I knew she would get me into trouble some day, and she has done so. She is here now. Yes, I know that, for I saw her from a peephole yesterday evening wandering round the house. I daresay she entered it, for she knows all its secrets as well as I do. And if she finds me"--he gripped Alan's coat--"she will give me up. I must get away; help me to fly beyond the seas until such time as I can prove my innocence. I won't take the peacock with me," he went on eagerly, "you can have that, and you can find the treasure. I shall only take my own jewels," and he glanced at the panel which was still open.
"The treasure has been found, Mr. Sorley."
"What--what--what!" the man would have fallen had not Fuller held him up.
"Marie and I solved the riddle!" and to quieten the babbling86 creature Alan hurriedly related everything in as few words as possible. "The peacock and the jewels are now at Yarbury's Bank, so things are all right in that respect, and Marie is now wealthy."
"She has the jewels," muttered the old man jealously. "Oh, the beautiful jewels. They are beautiful, are they not, Alan?"
"Don't trouble about what is not yours," said Fuller sharply, "what we have to do is to come to an understanding. Miss Grison is here, staying with Mrs. Millington, while Morad-Bakche is at The Red Fox, and I shrewdly suspect that Inspector Moon will come down this very day, since he guesses that you are here, because Marie let drop a word or so about the noises she heard."
Sorley staggered to the door. "I am surrounded by my enemies," he gasped, "but I sha'n't give in. I shall go back to the cellars and hide myself."
Alan ran forward and grasped his arm. "No," he said strongly, "you must act like a man, Mr. Sorley, and give yourself up. If you are innocent you need fear nothing, and I shall stand by you throughout the trial."
"The trial! the trial!" wailed87 Sorley; "no, no, I cannot, I dare not. Louisa is too strong for me, indeed she is. Unless he knows the truth.
"He. To whom do you refer?"
"He--I mean--I mean--ah, you asked me why I ran away again after giving myself up. Stop here and you shall see, you shall see with your own eyes, Alan, I swear you shall see," and wrenching88 himself free, Sorley flung open the door and passed hastily out of the room.
Alan had half a mind to follow, since once hidden again, it would be difficult to discover the old creature. But then Sorley believed that he would help him, so Fuller was satisfied that he would return, although he could not conjecture89 the reason why he had gone away. It seemed impossible for him to produce any proof to show why he had fled in the fog. Fuller determined90 to wait, and meanwhile opened the shutters. The cold searching light of the morning penetrated91 the large room in a chill manner, and Alan shivered in the keen air when he opened the middle French window. But he did not shiver when the sound of Sorley's returning footsteps was heard and when the door re-opened to show the old man dragging a miserable92 object forward by the arm.
"Jotty!" cried Alan with a bewildered stare.
"Yes, Jotty," echoed Sorley; "and now you know why I bolted."
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