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                                                     The young man sat forward hurriedly, felt rapidly in the pockets
                                                of his overcoat, and then jumped to his feet.
                                                     ‘I must have lost it,’ he muttered angrily.

                                                     ‘To lose a hotel as well as a cake of soap on the same afternoon
                                                suggests wilful  carelessness,’ said Gortsby, but the young man did
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                                                not wait to hear the end of this remark. He hurried away down the
                                                path, his head held high, with an expression of well-practised anger

                                                and pride.
                                                     ‘It was a pity,’ thought Gortsby to himself; ‘The bit about going
                                                out to buy one’s own soap was the one convincing part of the whole
                                                story, and yet it was just that little detail that brought him to grief.
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                                                If he had the brilliant forethought  to provide himself with a newly-
                                                bought cake of soap, he would have been a genius in his particular

                                                profession.’
                                                                             With these thoughts, Gortsby rose to
                                                                        go. As he did so, he gave a cry of surprise
                                                                        and anxiety. Lying on the ground by the side
                                                                        of the bench was a small packet. It was a

                                                                        newly-bought cake of soap. It had obviously
                                                                        fallen out of the young man’s overcoat pocket
                                                                        when he threw himself down on the seat. In
                                                                        another moment, Gortsby was rushing along
                                                                        the half-dark path anxiously looking for a
                                                                        youthful figure in a light overcoat. He had

                                                                        nearly given up the search when he caught
                                                                        sight of the young man standing uncertainly
                                                                        on the border of the road, evidently trying to
                                                                        decide which way to go. When Gortsby called
                                                                        him, he turned sharply with an expression

                                                of challenge. ‘The important witness to the truth of your story has
                                                now appeared,’ said Gortsby, holding out the cake of soap; ‘It must
                                                have slipped out of your overcoat pocket when you sat down on the
                                                seat. I saw it on the ground after you left. You must excuse my earlier

                       intentional              disbelief, but appearances were really rather against you. And now, if
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                       careful planning in advance  the loan of a sovereign  is any good to you . . .’
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                       a British gold coin worth      The young man replied by taking the coin hastily and pocketing
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                       one pound, now rarely used  it.





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