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The Spanish Chest by Edna Adelaide Brown
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Win smiled as he turned to the speaker, a tall, thin Englishman in
riding dress. His bearing suggested a military training and a
second glance showed an empty coat-sleeve.

"This group of buildings may interest you," the speaker added.
"They contain the Court House, Parliament rooms and a small public
library."

Touching his riding-crop to his hat in response to Win's thanks,
he turned into a side street where a young man mounted on a
handsome horse sat holding the bridle of another. With interest
Win watched them ride away. Even from a distance, something about
the younger man struck a chord of recollection in Win's usually
reliable memory. He was almost certain that somewhere, at some
time, they had met. Yet he could not think of any American
acquaintance of that age who would be at all likely to be riding
about the island of Jersey, his companion not only an Englishman,
but obviously an ex-army officer.

Still, the impression of familiarity was strong and Win was yet
wondering about it as he slowly climbed the stairs leading to the
public library.

Protesting somewhat, the others followed to look at a rather
uninviting room, appealing to them far less than to Win, already
on the trail for local history. The attendant proved obliging and
after supplying Win with several books brought out a shabby brown
volume.

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