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Rohmer, Sax, 1883-1959

"The Yellow Claw"

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"Why not go armed?" asked Dunbar.
"One's clothes are searched, my dear Inspector, by an expert! I have
given the key, the pistol, and the implements of the house-breaker (a
very neat set which fits easily into the breast-pocket) to Soames, to
conceal in his private room at the establishment until Tuesday night.
All turns upon my securing the same apartment. If I am unable to do so,
the arrangements for the raid will have to be postponed. Opium smokers
are faddists essentially, however, and I think I can manage to pretend
that I have formed a strange penchant for this particular cubiculum"...
"By whom were you introduced to the place?" asked Dunbar, leaning back
against the table and facing the Frenchman.
"That I cannot in honor divulge," was the reply; "but the representative
of Mr. King who actually admitted me to the establishment is one
Gianapolis; address unknown, but telephone number 18642 East. Make a
note of him, that Gianapolis."
"I'll arrest him in the morning," said Sowerby, writing furiously in his
notebook.
"Nom d'un p'tit bonhomme! M. Sowerby, you will do nothing of that
foolish description, my dear friend," said Max; and Dunbar glared at the
unfortunate sergeant. "Nothing whatever must be done to arouse suspicion
between now and the moment of the raid.


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