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If you kill him , or the other way , just do it outside , will you , so as not to make a mess ? Now we 'll lunch , and then Bob , my boy , we 'll evaporate . '' It was about three o'clock when Stafford arrived . He had managed to catch the 1:30 from London , and must have started the moment he had read his letter . He was shown into the billiard-room , where Eugene was restlessly smoking a cigar . He came swiftly up , and held out his hand , saying : `` This is like you , my dear old fellow . Not another man in England would have done it . ''