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Not all the investments of Bones paid dividends Some cost him money

Some cost him time Some--and they were few--cost him both

Somewhere in a marine store in London lie the battered wrecks of what

were once electro-plated n They were all that was left of a great commercial

scheme, based upon the flotation of a lamp that never went out

On a day of crisis in Bones's life they had gone out, which was bad

They had come on at an inconvenient moment, which orse, since they

had revealed hione gaily to right the wrong, and had been received with cold

politeness by the lady concerned

There was a week of gloom, when Bones adopted towards his invaluable

assistant the air anddisease Miss Marguerite Whitland never ca at his desk with his head in his

hands, except once, when she ca and Bones hadn't

the tihout that week she never saw hi with his hand before his eyes, or clutching on to the edge of

a chair, or walking with feeble footsteps; and she never spoke to him

but he replied with a tired, wan s his brain was affected, and consulted Captain

Hamilton, his partner

"Look here, Bones, you irl What the dickens do youwho?" said Bones, obviously pleased "A?"