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e us. We could afford to
wait.'
At that moment a man strolled past thema big stout fellowshowily
dressed in a check suit; and he gravely took off his hat to Dr Porho
??t.
The doctor smiled and returned the salute.
'Who is your fat friend?' asked Arthur.
'That is a compatriot of yours. His name is Oliver Haddo.'
'Art-student?' inquired Arthurwith the scornful tone he used when
referring to those whose walk in life was not so practical as his ow
n.
'Not exactly. I met him a little while ago by chance. When I was get
ting
together the material for my little book on the old alchemists I rea
d a
great deal at the library of the Arsenalwhichyou may have heard
is
singularly rich in all works dealing with the occult sciences.'
Burden's face assumed an expression of amused disdain. He could not
understand why Dr Porho??t occupied his leisure with studies so
profitless. He had read his bookrecently publishedon the more
famous of the alchemists; andthough forced to admire the profound
knowledge upon which it was basedhe could not forgive the waste of
time which his friend might have expended more usefully on topics of
pressing moment.
'Not many people study in that library' pursued the doctor'and I
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