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rpaidhisbillsi-
lently. When he was at the doorHaddo stopped him.
'YouhavemodelledlionsattheJardindesPlantesmydearClayson.
Have you ever hunted them on their native plains?'
'NoI haven't.'
ClaysondidnotknowwhyHaddoaskedthequestionbuthebristled
with incipient wrath.
'Thenyouhavenotseenthejackalgnawingatadeadantelope
scamperawayinterrorwhentheKingofBeastsstalkeddowntomake
his meal.'
Claysonslammedthedoorbehindhim.HaddowasleftwithMar-
garetand Arthur BurdonDr Porho?tand Susie. He smiled quietly.
'By the wayare
you
a lion-hunter?' asked Susie flippantly.
He turned on her his straight uncanny glance.
'Ihavenoequalwithbiggame.Ihaveshotmorelionsthananyman
alive.IthinkJulesGérardwhomtheFrenchofthenineteenthcentury
calledLeTueurdeLions
mayhavebeenfittocomparewithmebutIcan
call to mind no other.'
Thisstatementmadewiththegreatestcalmcausedamomentofsi-
lence. Margaret stared at him with amazement.
'You suffer from no false modesty' said Arthur Burdon.
'Falsemodestyisasignofill-breedingfromwhichmybirthamply
protects me.'
Dr Porho?t looked up with a smile of irony.
'IwishMrHaddowouldtakethisopportunitytodisclosetousthe
mysteryofhisbirthandfamily.Ihaveasuspicionthatlikethei [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]yilai:
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Oliver Haddo.'
'Art-student
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