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My lady indulges in a delicate drug now and again, does she? he told himself, examining the thing with some distaste.
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And for that reason one may find excuse for the hysteria of this morning. That lends fresh colour to the case, certainly. For a drug-fiend in plain parlance is little more than a fool, and a half-balanced fool at that.... I'll take a peep at those drawers in that secretaire, my lady, and see if you have anything to reveal to me. For an _ambitious_ drug-fiend would stop at nothing to gain her own ends, and if those same ends should happen to be such a heritage as _this_ for her son and herself.... Hello! what's this? Tablets, eh? But the bottle unmarked.