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The Wrong Box by Robert Louis Stevenson;Lloyd Osbourne
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'O, you'll understand right enough when it comes to the point,' said
Michael, rising.

'There doesn't seem any story to it,' said the artist.

'We can invent one as we go along,' returned the lawyer.

'But I can't invent,' protested Pitman. 'I never could invent in all my
life.'

'You'll find you'll have to, my boy,' was Michael's easy comment, and he
began calling for the waiter, with whom he at once resumed a sparkling
conversation.

It was a downcast little man that followed him. 'Of course he is very
clever, but can I trust him in such a state?' he asked himself. And when
they were once more in a hansom, he took heart of grace.

'Don't you think,' he faltered, 'it would be wiser, considering all
things, to put this business off?'

'Put off till tomorrow what can be done today?' cried Michael, with
indignation. 'Never heard of such a thing! Cheer up, it's all right, go
in and win--there's a lion-hearted Pitman!'

At Cannon Street they enquired for Mr Brown's piano, which had duly
arrived, drove thence to a neighbouring mews, where they contracted
for a cart, and while that was being got ready, took shelter in the
harness-room beside the stove. Here the lawyer presently toppled against
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