The Crime of the French Café and Other Stories by Nicholas Carter
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A set of signals is arranged in Nick's house, by which he always knows when one of his staff gets in. "Patsy," said Nick, "there's a fellow up stairs whom you'll have to shadow." "Gaspard?" "No; a man who calls himself Hammond. Gaspard has identified him as the man who was in room A." "Look here," said Patsy, "am I a farmer, or is the man Gaspard the greatest living identifier?" "What do you mean?" "Why, it strikes me that he picked out his men a good deal too easy. If it's all straight, I'd like the loan of his luck for a few days. "That identification on the elevated station looked to me like a fake. I don't believe he ever intended that you should get hold of the man. "In my opinion, he's simply running around identifying everybody he sees." "But this man Hammond admits it." "Is he telling the truth?" |
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