The Mystery of the Boule Cabinet - A Detective Story by Burton Egbert Stevenson
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CLUTCHING AT HIS THROAT, HE HALF-TURNED AND FELL "I GRABBED HER AGAIN, AND JUST THEN MR. VANTINE OPENED THE DOOR AND CAME OUT INTO THE HALL." "A MOMENT LATER M. FÉLIX ARMAND WAS SHOWN IN" WITH HIS BACK TO THE DOOR, STOOD A MAN RIPPING SAVAGELY AWAY THE STRIPS OF BURLAP CHAPTER I A CONNOISSEUR'S VAGARY "Hello!" I said, as I took down the receiver of my desk 'phone, in answer to the call. "Mr. Vantine wishes to speak to you, sir," said the office-boy. "All right," and I heard the snap of the connection. "Is that you, Lester?" asked Philip Vantine's voice. "Yes. So you're back again?" |
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