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THE SURAKARTA
He met her angry look, the corners of his mouth set grimly.
"Of course you have no objection to my going now?" he questioned.
"Let him go where he wants!" she said to Farren.
Hereford got his hat and coat. At the door he hesitated, turned back, and without comment or even looking toward them, got from the closet a heavy walking-stick. Then he went out—still without looking back at them.
His ward stared down with hot tears of anger in her eyes at the paper, which read:
To whom it may concern: Mr. Wade Hereford, who has sufficiently identified himself to me, came to my offices in home at seven o'clock this morning of October 13,
