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It was as if
he were determined to imprint the caution on his brain--drilling it into
himself--so that in no possible emergency could it be forgotten. But as
his thoughts went farther afield, he began to play with the letters, as
a child might. They began to assume decorations. THE VELVET GLOVE
appeared surrounded with stars; again furnished with duplicate lines;
again breaking out into rays. At length he rose, tore up the sheet of
blotting-paper, and rung a hand-bell twice.
Reitzei appeared.
"Where will Beratinsky be this evening?"
"At the Culturverein: he sups there."
"You and he must be here at ten. There is business of importance."
He walked across the room, and took up his hat and stick. Perhaps at
this moment the caution he had been drilling into himself suggested some
further word. He turned to Reitzei, who had advanced to take his place
at the desk.
"I mean if that is quite convenient to you both," he said, courteously.
"Eleven o'clock, if you please, or twelve?"
"Ten will be quite convenient," Reitzei said.


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