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Chapter Two-1
Chapter TwoWaiting on the platform, Sir Hugo admitted to himself that he was apprehensive. He had not really meant to become so involved in a wager that might easily cost him a great deal of money. He had had too much to drink at the races and, although he was never drunk, he was far too fastidious for that, he thought afterwards that it must have slightly distorted his usual common sense. The real reason that he had entered into the argument was that Archie Carnforth had annoyed him. He was in fact the only close friend of the Duke’s who Sir Hugo had little liking for. He was so self-opinionated, so absolutely certain that he was always right and that his opponents on whatever subject must therefore of necessity be wrong. He had been particularly irritating at the races where, when
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