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The Devil Doctor

Chapter 7 ENTER MR. ABEL SLATTIN

Word Count: 1118    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

pounds if you show us the present hiding-place of Fu-Manchu, the payment

ed to the armchair which he had just quitted. He reseated

n black and white?" h

d, bending forward over a corner of the table, scribble

. He was a thought overdressed-a big man, dark-haired and well-groomed, who toyed with a monocle most unsuitable to his

tly. There was a sort of bluish tint underlying the dusky skin, noticeable even in his hands but proclaiming itself sig

an, being made of some kind of dark brown, mottled wood, bearing a marked resemblance to a snake's skin; and the top of the cane was carved in conformity, to represent the head o

he, having read it with an appearance of carelessness,

e a curi

atisfaction which, by his manner, he sought to

boriginal work, and was given to me by a client. You t

all

ers to it! In fact, I believe he thought that it was

ggested Smith, gl

id Slattin, standing up and

ne us, then?"

rom me to-morrow

tin, bowing to both of us, made his way to th

al," I began, as the door closed, "you ha

amish respecting our instruments in dealing with Dr. Fu-Manchu. Slattin has a rotten

o you

Weymouth at the Yard yesterday

ever

n the case. Beyond doubt he has established some sort of c

don't

you he is unscrupulous eno

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 t

low as to become a creature o

bout as black as it well could be. Slattin is, of course, an assumed name; he was known as Lieutenant Pepley when he

nato

oo; and we must not forget that he

y appointment whic

I shall not wait

ha

le informal visit to Mr.

is of

his object is to draw us into some trap, he will probably

ould have f

and divested himself of

with one of his rare smiles. "Two C.I.D. m

acteristic of my frien

this morning. He will soon be convales

, Petrie," interrupted Smith. "

ed, st

ger in

upon Chinese paper, and enclosed in an ordinary business envelo

el

tray your correspondent in China, he has been discovered. He was a mandarin, and as I cannot write the name of a tra

it is almost c

incere; and, to clear all doubt, I received a cable this morning reporting that the Ma

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