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Dialogue following No. 21


Susan.
It strikes me there's mysteries on mystery's head. How is it that you, a detective and a nero, let yourself be put upon?

Bunn.
Ah! that's where I'm clever; that's where I'm cunning. Don't you see, it's part of the game?

Susan.
It seems to me the game's hockey, with you for the ball and everyone else with a stick.

Bunn.
I daresay it does look a little like that, at first.

Susan.
It looks more like it every minute.

Bunn.
Susan, will you endeavour to recollect that there are such things as wolves in sheep's clothing - and that I am one of them? Will you kindly remember that this is an age of shame, and that, as any Irishman will tell you, the English rose by climbing over the shamrock?

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