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SEVEN KEYS TO BALDPATE
would be the third party that would emerge victorious.
In the darkness of the dining-room he bumped into a limp clinging figure. It proved to be the Hermit of Baldpate Mountain.
"I got to talk to you, Mr. Magee," he whispered in a frightened tremolo. "I got to have a word with you this minute."
"Not now," cried Magee, pushing him aside. "Later."
The hermit wildly seized his arm.
"No, now," he said. "There s strange goings-on, here, Mr. Magee. I got something to tell you—about a package of money I found in the kitchen."
Mr. Magee stood very still. Beside him in the darkness he heard the hermit's excited breathing.
