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"The 20th?" observed Ayscough. He looked at Melky, who was paying great attention to the conversation. "Now let's see old Mr. Multenius met his death on the afternoon of the 18th. Parslett was poisoned on the night of the 19th. Um!" "And Parslett was picked up about half-way between the Chink's house and his own place, Mr. Ayscough don't you forget that!" muttered Melky.

"Your chink's off every Sunday has the whole day and the Devil only could guess where a Chinaman'd go when he ain't working. Eddie Hughes ought to be on the job out there but would he?" "Father still kept Eddie?" "Yeh." The click of the jack and the car was lowering. "Eddie's lasted longer than I looked to see him. Due to be fired any time this past year. Been chasing over 'crost the tracks.

"I've made more than a hundred miles to get you to-night," Father Adam said. Then he flung back the fur hood from his head, and ran a hand over his long black hair, smoothing it thoughtfully. "Yes?" Bull's eyes were still questioning. "Won't you shed your furs and sit?" he went on. "The Chink's abed, but I'll dig him out. You must get food."

Detective Mooney, of the Second, detailed to make good District Attorney Peckham's boast that there had never been so little trouble with the foreign element since the administration of which he was an ornament came into office, saw Quong Lee emerge from his doorway in Doyers Street just before four o'clock the following Thursday and slip silently along under the shadow of the eaves toward Ah Fong's grocery and instantly sensed something peculiar in the Chink's walk.

Who's been croaked, eh?" "Aw, cut it out, Emma!" replied Mooney. "That old stuff won't go here. Your Chink's goin' to the chair. Murtha, look through the place while we put Mock in the wagon. Hell!" he added under his breath. "Won't this make Peckham sick!" Mr. Ephraim Tutt just finished his morning mail when he was informed that Mr. Wong Get desired an interview.

"At first they looked at each other as if they had not understood what I was saying; but very soon they seemed quite concerned. "'You mean to say your Chink's cleared out? said Ricardo, coming forward from his corner. 'Like this all at once? What did he do it for?

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