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Pagina 98
... door , fronted the street . A couple of constables lounged against it ; not , I thought , a very effective guard , but no doubt all Marples could spare . One of them hammered on the door , and it was opened by a decrepit chowkidar . I ...
... door , fronted the street . A couple of constables lounged against it ; not , I thought , a very effective guard , but no doubt all Marples could spare . One of them hammered on the door , and it was opened by a decrepit chowkidar . I ...
Pagina 101
... door open and he went in ! " I dropped into the yard and shone my torch on the door , a stout one enough . A good shove showed that it was firmly locked . I kicked on it till my toes ached , but with no result . While I was thus rather ...
... door open and he went in ! " I dropped into the yard and shone my torch on the door , a stout one enough . A good shove showed that it was firmly locked . I kicked on it till my toes ached , but with no result . While I was thus rather ...
Pagina 145
... door opens and a moustache forces its way in . Behind the moustache is my rascal Abishai . His dress is unconventional for a bearer : master's old khaki shorts , master's old running vest , master's old tennis shoes . He wedges open the ...
... door opens and a moustache forces its way in . Behind the moustache is my rascal Abishai . His dress is unconventional for a bearer : master's old khaki shorts , master's old running vest , master's old tennis shoes . He wedges open the ...
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Contents for July 1937 | 35 |
A DUMMY RUN? | 85 |
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