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THE ATTENTAT

THE DOORS OF Frick's private office, to the left of the reception-room, swings open as the colored attendant emerges, and I catch a flitting glimpse of a black-bearded, well-knit figure at a table in the back of the room.
      "Mistah Frick is engaged. He can't see you now, sah," the negro says, handing back my card.
      I take the pasteboard, return it to my case, and walk slowly out of the reception-room. But quickly retracing my steps, I pass through the gate separating the clerks from the visitors, and brushing the astounded attendant aside, I step into the office on the left, and find myself facing Frick.
      For an instant the sunlight, streaming through the windows, dazzles me. I discern two men at the further end of the long table.
      "Fr-," I begin. The look of terror on his face strikes me speechless. It is the dread of the conscious presence of death. "He understands," ...

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