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Alec stayed to chaff with them, while the Texan sauntered across

the floor and took a seat on one of the benches which lined the

walls. As he did so, a man and his partner, so busy in talk with

each other that they had not observed who he was, sat down beside

him in such position that the young woman was next him. Without

having looked directly at either of them, Fraser knew that the

girl was Arlie Dillon, and her escort Jed Briscoe. She had her

back half turned toward him, so that, even after she was seated

she did not recognize her neighbor.