Cleek, the Master Detective

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Hanshew Thomas W.. Cleek, the Master Detective

CHAPTER I. THE AFFAIR OF THE MAN WHO CALLED HIMSELF HAMILTON CLEEK

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CHAPTER II. THE PROBLEM OF THE RED CRAWL

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CHAPTER III. THE RIDDLE OF THE SACRED SON

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CHAPTER IV. THE CALIPH'S DAUGHTER

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CHAPTER V. THE RIDDLE OF THE NINTH FINGER

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CHAPTER VI. THE WIZARD'S BELT

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CHAPTER VII. THE RIDDLE OF THE 5.28

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CHAPTER VIII. THE LION'S SMILE

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CHAPTER IX. THE MYSTERY OF THE STEEL ROOM

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CHAPTER X. THE RIDDLE OF THE SIVA STONES

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CHAPTER XI. THE DIVIDED HOUSE

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CHAPTER XII. THE RIDDLE OF THE RAINBOW PEARL

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The thing wouldn't have happened if any other constable than Collins had been put on point duty at Blackfriars Bridge that morning. For Collins was young, good-looking, and knew it. Nature had gifted him with a susceptible heart and a fond eye for the beauties of femininity. So when he looked round and saw the woman threading her way through the maze of vehicles at "Dead Man's Corner," with her skirt held up just enough to show two twinkling little feet in French shoes, and over them a graceful, willowy figure, and over that an enchanting, if rather too highly tinted, face, with almond eyes and a fluff of shining hair under the screen of a big Parisian hat – that did for him on the spot.

He saw at a glance that she was French – exceedingly French – and he preferred English beauty, as a rule. But, French or English, beauty is beauty, and here undeniably was a perfect type, so he unhesitatingly sprang to her assistance and piloted her safely to the kerb, revelling in her voluble thanks and tingling as she clung timidly but rather firmly to him.

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"Oh, no, baron, no!" she said soothingly, as she laid a solicitous hand upon his arm. "Do believe in him; do have faith in him. Ah, if you only knew – "

"Thanks. I reckon I shall pass muster!" interposed Cleek's voice; and it was only then she realized. "You'll find the baron in the other room, Miss Lorne, looking a little grotesque in that gray suit of mine. In with you, quickly; go with him through the other door, and get below before those fellows begin to stir. Get out of the house as quietly and as expeditiously as you can. With God's help, I'll meet you at the Hotel Louvre in the morning, and put the missing fragment in the baron's hands."

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