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  1. THE CHRONICLES OF CLOVIS
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  3. SAKI
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  5. Contents
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  7. Introduction
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  9. Esmé
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  11. The Match-Maker
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  13. Tobermory
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  15. Mrs. Packletide's Tiger
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  17. The Stampeding of Lady Bastable
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  19. The Background
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  21. Hermann the Irascible—A Story of the Great Weep
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  23. The Unrest-Cure
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  25. The Jesting of Arlington Stringham
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  27. Sredni Vashtar
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  29. Adrian
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  31. The Chaplet
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  33. The Quest
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  35. Wratislav
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  37. The Easter Egg
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  39. Filboid Studge, the Story of a Mouse that Helped
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  41. The Music on the Hill
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  43. The Story of St. Vespaluus
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  45. The Way to the Dairy
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  47. The Peace Offering
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  49. The Peace of Mowsle Barton
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  51. The Talking-Out of Tarrington
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  53. The Hounds of Fate
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  55. The Recessional
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  57. A Matter of Sentiment
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  59. The Secret Sin of Septimus Brope
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  61. "Ministers of Grace"
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  63. The Remoulding of Groby Lington
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"This is devils' work!" he said angrily.

Belturbet knew otherwise.

At the bottom of St. James's Street a newspaper motor-cart, which had just come rapidly along Pall Mall, was surrounded by a knot of eagerly talking people, and for the first time that afternoon Belturbet heard expressions of relief and congratulation.

It displayed a placard with the welcome announcement: "Crisis ended. Government gives way. Important expansion of naval programme."

There seemed to be no immediate necessity for pursuing the quest of the errant Duke, and Belturbet turned to make his way homeward through St. James's Park. His mind, attuned to the alarums and excursions of the afternoon, became dimly aware that some excitement of a detached nature was going on around him. In spite of the political ferment which reigned in the streets, quite a large crowd had gathered to watch the unfolding of a tragedy that had taken place on the shore of the ornamental water. A large black swan, which had recently shown signs of a savage and dangerous disposition, had suddenly attacked a young gentleman who was walking by the water's edge, dragged him down under the surface, and drowned him before anyone could come to his assistance. At the moment when Belturbet arrived on the spot several park-keepers were engaged in lifting the corpse into a punt. Belturbet stooped to pick up a hat that lay near the scene of the struggle. It was a smart soft felt hat, faintly reminiscent of Houbigant.

More than a month elapsed before Belturbet had sufficiently recovered from his attack of nervous prostration to take an interest once more in what was going on in the world of politics. The Parliamentary Session was still in full swing, and a General Election was looming in the near future. He called for a batch of morning papers and skimmed rapidly through the speeches of the Chancellor, Quinston, and other Ministerial leaders, as well as those of the principal Opposition champions, and then sank back in his chair with a sigh of relief. Evidently the spell had ceased to act after the tragedy which had overtaken its invoker. There was no trace of angel anywhere.

The Remoulding of Groby Lington

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"A man is known by the company he keeps."