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'If he wants to meet you,' replied Michael, 'observe this: it is because  
he has found his address-book, has been to the house that got the  
statue, and-mark my words!--is moving at the instigation of the  
murderer.'  
'I should be very sorry to think so,' said Pitman; 'but I still consider  
it my duty to Mr Sernitopolis. . .'  
'Pitman,' interrupted Michael, 'this will not do. Don't seek to impose  
on your legal adviser; don't try to pass yourself off for the Duke of  
Wellington, for that is not your line. Come, I wager a dinner I can read  
your thoughts. You still believe it's Uncle Tim.'  
'Mr Finsbury,' said the drawing-master, colouring, 'you are not a man in  
narrow circumstances, and you have no family. Guendolen is growing up,  
a very promising girl--she was confirmed this year; and I think you will  
be able to enter into my feelings as a parent when I tell you she is  
quite ignorant of dancing. The boys are at the board school, which is  
all very well in its way; at least, I am the last man in the world to  
criticize the institutions of my native land. But I had fondly hoped  
that Harold might become a professional musician; and little Otho  
shows a quite remarkable vocation for the Church. I am not exactly an  
ambitious man...'  
'Well, well,' interrupted Michael. 'Be explicit; you think it's Uncle  
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