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The paroxysm lasted only for a moment, then Nevins pulled himself together with a mighty effort, looking about him with a pitiful attempt at bravado. Mr. Schofield glanced at him, then turned his back, for Nevins's countenance, not engaging at any time, was now positively hideous.
"Go ahead with your story, Welsh," he said.
"Well, sir