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Mr. Magg nodded.
"He has to be duplicated then!" he remarked.
"Precisely," Guest assented.
"I understand," Mr. Magg said. "Which Mr. Courage am I to provide?"
"The one who stays," Guest answered.
"It can be done, of course," Mr. Magg said. "Pardon me one instant."
He stooped down and fished up a kodak.
"A little more in the light, if you please, Mr. Courage. Thank you! That
will do! Now side-face."
I was snap-shotted twice before I knew where I was. Then Mr. Magg drew a
sheet of paper towards him, and began to make notes.
"You are staying?" he asked.
"Waldorf-Astoria," I answered.
"You will be prepared to leave practically the whole of your effects
there, and take your chance of ever seeing them again."
"Certainly," I answered.
Mr. Magg nodded and turned towards my companion.
"The other parties," he remarked, "do not stick at trifles. What do they
want from Mr. Courage?"
Guest was serious.
"Well," he said, "they probably give him credit for knowing more than is
good for him."
Mr. Magg was thoughtful for a moment.
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