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"You took that risk?"
"It was no greater risk than is run by quite a number of people socially
well known in London, my dear Inspector Dunbar! I was introduced by an
habitue and a member of the best society; and since nobody knows that
Gaston Max is in London--that Gaston Max has any business in hand likely
to bring him to London--pardieu, what danger did I incur? But, excepting
the lobby--the cave of the dragon (a stranger apartment even than that
in the Rue St. Claude) and the Chinese cubiculum where I spent the
night--mon dieu! what a night!--I saw nothing of the establishment"...
"But you must know where it is!" cried Dunbar.
"I was driven there in a closed limousine, and driven away in the same
vehicle"...
"You got the number?"
"It was impossible. These are clever people! But it must be a simple
matter, Inspector, to trace a fine car like that which regularly appears
in those east-end streets?"
"Every constable in the division must be acquainted with it," replied
Dunbar, confidently. "I'll know all about that car inside the next
hour!"
"If on Tuesday night you could arrange to have it followed," continued
M. Max, "it would simplify matters. What I have done is this: I have
bought the man, Soames--up to a point.
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