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But Mr. Sabin , who seldom yielded to any passionate impulse , kept his teeth set and his hand clenched , lest the blow he longed to deal should escape him . `` At midday to-morrow I shall be pleased to receive you , '' he said . `` The Countess , with her usual devotion and good sense , has , I trust , convinced you that our action is necessary ! '' `` To-morrow at midday , '' Mr. Sabin said , `` I will be here . I have the honour to wish you all good-night . '' His farewell was comprehensive . He did not even single out Lucille for a parting glance .