The Yellow Claw by Sax Rohmer
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by her for Mrs. Vernon. The lady's death, news of which will now have
reached him, will no doubt be a lever, enabling my representative to obtain the desired information." "When do you expect to hear from him?" "At any moment. Failing a full confession by the Frys, you will of course know how to act, Inspector?" "Damme!" cried Dunbar, "can your man be relied upon to watch them? They mustn't slip away! Shall I instruct Perth to arrest the couple?" "I wired my agent this morning, Inspector, to communicate with the local police respecting the Frys." Inspector Dunbar tapped his small, widely-separated teeth with the end of his fountain-pen. "I have had one priceless witness slip through my fingers," he muttered. "I'll hand in my resignation if the Frys go!" "To whom do you refer?" Inspector Dunbar rose. "It is a point with which I need not trouble you, sir," he said. "It was not included in the extract of report sent to you. This is going to be the biggest case of my professional career, or my name is not Robert Dunbar!" |
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