The Return of Dr. Fu-Manchu by Sax Rohmer
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"How do you know?" "Because I called on our friend Weymouth at the Yard yesterday and looked up the man's record." "Whatever for?" "I knew that he was concerning himself, for some reason, in the case. Beyond doubt he has established some sort of communication with the Chinese group; I am only wondering--" "You don't mean--" "Yes--I do, Petrie! I tell you he is unscrupulous enough to stoop even to that." No doubt, Slattin knew that this gaunt, eager-eyed Burmese commissioner was vested with ultimate authority in his quest of the mighty Chinaman who represented things unutterable, whose potentialities for evil were boundless as his genius, who personified a secret danger, the extent and nature of which none of us truly understood. And, learning of these things, with unerring Semitic instinct he had sought an opening in this glittering Rialto. But there were two bidders! "You think he may have sunk so low as to become a creature of Fu-Manchu?" I asked, aghast. "Exactly! If it paid him well I do not doubt that he would serve that |
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