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Just how far he could win that cooperation was the problem which confronted him now, and he waited anxiously for the return of Father Layonne, listening for the sound of his footsteps in the outer hall If, after all, that inspirational thought of last night caed his shoulders If that happened, he could see no other chance He would have to go on and take his ers played up to the gaain it was the river that seeers played with him, they would beat Kedsty and the whole of N Division! And in winning he would prove out the greatest psychological experi, when he stopped to think of it, was a little appalling, but his faith was equally large He did not consider his philosophy at all supernatural He had brought it down to the level of the average man and woman

He believed that every man and woman possessed a subliminal consciousness which it was possible to rouse to treical key was found to fit its particular lock, and he believed he possessed the key which fitted the deeply-buried and long-hidden thing in Dirty Fingers' remarkable brain Because he believed in this metaphysics which he had not read out of Aristotle, he had faith that Fingers would prove his salvation He felt growing in hie kind of elation He felt better physically than last night The few minutes of strenuous action in which he had half killed Mercer had been a pretty good test, he told hier fear the reopening of his wound

A dozen tiain, and a few moments later it was followed by a sound which drew a low cry of satisfaction froht and lack of exercise, had what he called an "asths that announced his approach to Kent His dog was also afflicted and for the saether there was some rivalry between theers would say so, for if we had "