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"Awake, Watson?" he asked.
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"Yes."
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"Game for a morning drive?"
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"Certainly."
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"Then dress. No one is stirring yet, but I know where the stable-boy sleeps, and we shall soon have the trap out." He chuckled to himself as he spoke, his eyes twinkled, and he seemed a different man to the sombre thinker of the previous night.
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