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hvd.hwxydd	Rohmer Sax	Fire-Tongue by Sax Rohmer [pseud.]	1922		.txt	text/plain	51050	4313	85	hour, Harley lay back in his chair and stared meditatively across his private office in the direction of a "Well, Innes," said Harley, looking around, "Sit down, Sir Charles," said Harley with quiet "Go on, Sir Charles," said Harley. : "I will tell you in a moment," said Harley, rapidly, Harley stood staring across the room at Nicol Brinn. had stolen out across the house of Sir Charles Abingdon now hung threateningly over those very chambers, he merely waited and wondered. Paul Harley started and the stocial Nicol Brinn theory of Sir Charles's murder: Nicol Brinn believes "I will endeavour to do as you wish, Miss Abingdon," said Harley, glancing anxiously at the physician. Nicol Brinn, his theory that Sir Charles Abingdon claimed her at the moment of this unexpected meeting, Phil Abingdon took Harley's outstretched hand with you, Mr. Harley," said Phil Abingdon. with you, Mr. Harley," said Phil Abingdon.	./cache/hvd.hwxydd.pdf	./txt/hvd.hwxydd.txt