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• 1Max crossed the threshold hard upon her heels. Three descending
• 2away across the deck, and I could judge of his height by
• 3I believe that I hate him as much as you do, but—Oh,
• 4into the air, and the chamber was loaded with the sickly
• 5sought her out. She did not know that he had even better
• 6Nor is the matter of birth of great importance to me,
• 7Now get out of here, and he grabbed Rokoff and Paulvitch
• 8of undress. A stewardess came running from the far end
• 9man more common interests than the cultured guests of Bwana
• 10the woman came once a week, I believe, to clean up the
• 11The play went on for some ten minutes after this, until
• 12MON DIEU! she cried; he is a beast! For the strong,
• 13possessed for him. So it came that his was a familiar figure
• 14of the deeds of Dr. Fu-Manchu—the greatest and most evil
• 15any elaborate mechanism—such as our Chinese friends employ.”
• 16oblique. Though highly educated, and possibly an American
• 17and gunpowder. The latter article was required for a very
• 18from a lame man!). This is a ghost hunter’s paradise.
• 19of hearing unusually acute, for I went in momentary expectation
• 20to show that it masked the presence of more than twenty
• 21damp freshness in the air of the passage, and a sort of
• 22had reached us. A few seconds later our anticipation was
• 23I know that I speak, for the last time, to one who cheats
• 24to exile myself, gladly; how gladly I cannot hope to express
• 25tables, and lifting Helen Cumberly, carried her half-way
• 26I no longer feared to awake to find a knife at my throat,
• 27to that Chinese doctor, Inspector, to that weird product
• 28“The ghosts waste no time!” he said softly. “This
• 29Korak fast was becoming but a memory. That he was dead
• 30At the end of the corridor on the third landing a door
• 31months, now,” continued Weymouth, “I have never set
• 32darkness of the outer room to the front door. Smith opening
• 33lamp was incapable of penetrating the fog. He groped with
• 34In a nearby cabin the Countess de Coude was speaking to
• 35upon its floor being as secure as that of any other studio,
• 36With his usual clarity of vision, Nayland Smith had visualized
• 37golden dragon. Max pulled the keys from his pocket, and
• 38had been playing, stood looking expectantly at the count.
• 39that that of Karamaneh’s stateroom was open. Therefore,
• 40I threw off the bedclothes and stepped on to the floor
• 41was anxious to examine a reported coal-mine which turned
• 42which lacerated my hands and gashed my knees. Then, with
• 43the scoundrel and whispering the thing she had hinted at
• 44The place probably is extensive, and I am almost certain—though
• 45out to be lignite of little value, in the sandstone (probably
• 46really, you must not leave this interesting district before
• 47“Only one capture!” cried my companion, “showing
• 48of all the gates; but I estimate the strength of your friendship
• 49the catacombs. Max glanced at the white face of Helen Cumberly,
• 50and, to tell the truth, in my strange disguise, not a little