The Yellow Claw by Sax Rohmer
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A sergeant in uniform opened the door. "Is Detective-Inspector Dunbar here?" inquired the physician. "Yes, sir." "Say that Dr. Cumberly wishes to speak to him. And"--as the man was about to depart--"request him not to arouse Mr. Leroux." Almost immediately the inspector appeared, a look of surprise upon his face, which increased on perceiving the girl beside her father. "This is my daughter, Inspector," explained Cumberly; "she is a contributor to the Planet, and to various magazines, and in this journalistic capacity, meets many people in many walks of life. She thinks she may be of use to you in preparing your case." Dunbar bowed rather awkwardly. "Glad to meet you, Miss Cumberly," came the inevitable formula. "Entirely at your service." "I had an idea, Inspector," said the girl, laying her hand confidentially upon Dunbar's arm, "that I recognized, when I entered Mr. Leroux's study, tonight"--Dunbar nodded--"that I recognized--the--the victim!" "Good!" said the inspector, rubbing his palms briskly together. His tawny eyes sparkled. "And you would wish to see her again before we |
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