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They were plans of a little kitchen appliance a
friend of mine had invented, and I wanted to ask your opinion of
it."
"These scoundrels must have followed me, or have seen the
bundle of papers, and, mistaking me for you, they followed,
attacked me in a lonely spot and, bundling me and my wrecked
wheel into an auto, carried me off. They first demanded that I
gave up the 'plans,' and when I wouldn't they choked off my cries
for help and knocked me into unconsciousness. Then they brought
me here, and kept me here for several days.
"They soon learned that the plans I had weren't those they
wanted, though what they were thin after I couldn't imagine.
Only, from what I laser overheard, I knew they mistook me for you
and that they were bitterly disappointed in not getting plans of
some new airship you were working on. They have kept me a
prisoner ever since, and though they offered to let me go if I
would keep silent, I refused. I did not think, to secure my own
comfort, I should let such men go unpunished if I could bring
about their arrest.


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