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mdp.39015063548831	Foster R. Francis	The mystery at Chillery, by R. Francis Foster	1931		.txt	text/plain	59150	6824	92	Captain Trevor Hawkesbridge, late of His Majesty's Indian Army, stood at his bedroom window and, looking out into the August night, wondered older man looked undecided and worried, and Hawkesbridge had the impression that his host was considering "A reporter may be worse in some ways," Hawkesbridge said more quietly. "You probably know better than I do," said Ravenhill. Hawkesbridge remembered the footprints to and from the house pointing to the unknown follower of Osyth being one of the "Look here, Ravenhill!" said the soldier. You know," he said to Osyth when the reporter had gone, "I like that fellow." "I wonder what's happened to Osyth," Hawkesbridge said, suddenly remembering that he had not "Hawkesbridge," said the Colonel faintly, "what are "Will you tell Ravenhill too?" Hawkesbridge asked Hawkesbridge told Ravenhill, and the two went into "Now, then, Colonel," Ravenhill said, "think for a "Hawkesbridge," the reporter said, "you know the	./cache/mdp.39015063548831.pdf	./txt/mdp.39015063548831.txt