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The million pound banknote

No signature, no address, no date. Well, here was a tangle to be in! You are posted on what had preceded all this, but I was not. It was just a deep, dark puzzle to me. I hadn't the least idea what the game was, nor whether harm was meant me or a kindness. I went into a park, and sat down to try to think it out, and to consider what I had best do.

At the end of an hour my reasonings had crystallized into this verdict. Maybe those men mean me well, maybe they mean me ill; no way to decide that - let it go.