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Rohmer, Sax, 1883-1959

"The Yellow Claw"

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"Have you anything to add to that?" said Dunbar, fixing his tawny eyes
upon the cabman.
"Nothing at all," replied the man--a very spruce and intelligent
specimen of his class and one who, although he had moved with the times,
yet retained a slightly horsey appearance, which indicated that he had
not always been a mechanical Jehu.
"It is quite satisfactory as far as it goes," muttered Dunbar. "I'll get
you to sign it now and we need not detain you any longer."
"There is not the slightest doubt," said Dr. Cumberly, stepping forward
and speaking in an unusually harsh voice, "that Helen endeavored to
track this man Gianapolis, and was abducted by him or his associates.
The limousine was the car of which we have heard so much"...
"If my cabman had not been such a... fool," broke in Denise Ryland,
clasping her hands, "we should have had a different... tale to tell."
"I have no wish to reproach anybody," said Dunbar, sternly; "but I feel
called upon to remark, madam, that you ought to have known better than
to interfere in a case like this; a case in which we are dealing with a
desperate and clever gang."
For once in her life Denise Ryland found herself unable to retort
suitably. The mildly reproachful gaze of Leroux she could not meet; and
although Dr.


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