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A breathless silence then. The figure on the ledge settled back (page 342) Frontispiece
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“Well, Craig, so you found us, eh?” asked the short man, with a smile and a firm clasp of the hand 36
And above the din and through the red dust-cloud sounded Mr. York’s voice, “He’s out!” 198
“From the ear, Sam! From the ear!” 308

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