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There was a thoughtful frown on the face of the man who was the possessor of twenty million dollars. He was a tall; spare man; with a fringe of reddish-brown hair encircling a bald spot. His blue eyes; fixed just now in a steady gaze upon a row of ponderous law books across the room; were friendly and benevolent in direct contradiction to the bulldog; never-let-go fighting qualities of the square jaw below the firm; rather thin lips.
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