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The Golden Scorpion by Sax Rohmer
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own apartment. At night, after returning from the theatre, he
sometimes went out, and my agent had failed to keep track of him on
every occasion that he had attempted pursuit. I detached the man who
was watching Casimir and whose excellent reports revealed the fact
that Casimir was an honest fellow--as valets go--and instructed him
to assist in tracing the movements of the Hindu.

Two nights later they tracked him to a riverside cafe kept by a
gigantic quadroon from Dominique and patronized by that type which
forms a link between the lowest commercial and the criminal classes:
itinerant vendors of Eastern rugs, street performers and Turkish
cigarette makers.

At last I began to have hopes. The Grand Duke at this time was
speaking of leaving Paris, but as he had found temporary consolation
in the smiles of a lady engaged at the "Folies" I did not anticipate
that he would depart for several days at any rate. Also he was the
kind of man who is stimulated by obstacles.

The Hindu remained for an hour in the cafe, smoking and drinking
some kind of syrup, and one of my fellows watched him. Presently the
proprietor called him into a little room behind the counter and closed
the door. The Hindu and the quadroon remained there for a few minutes,
then the Hindu came out and left the cafe, returning to his abode.
There was a telephone in this inner room, and my agent was of opinion
that the Indian had entered either to make or to receive a call. I
caused the line to be tapped.

On the following night the Hindu came back to the cafe, followed by
one of my men. I posted myself at a selected point and listened for
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