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Sax Rohmer. Seven Sins
Seven Sins
Table of Contents
1
Black-Out in Babylon
2
House with the Scarlet Door
3
Shrine of Isis
4
Someone Comes In
5
Someone Else Comes In
6
Misty Morning
7
The Limping Man
8
Concerning Taxi Drivers
9
Simone's
10
Reports and Theories
11
Destrée of the Lilies
12
M. Gaston Max
13
Treasure Island
14
Pythagoric Buds
15
Messieurs, Faites Vos Jeux!
16
The Ivory Ball
17
Covering Mr. Bernstein
18
"Who Is This Limping Man?"
19
Counsel's Opinion
20
Murder Confessed
21
The Quest of Lord Marcus
22
Ivory and Powdered Satin
23
Dossier Destrée
24
The Wheel Rolls On
25
Kyphi
26
Michael Corcoran Calls
27
Gaston Max Wears Pearl Gray
28
"Up in the Morning Early"
29
Wake Takes a Taxi
30
Malta Convoy
31
In Berkeley Square
32
The Man and the Mummy
33
Destrée Closes Her Eyes
34
At Scotland Yard
35
The Voice in the Shrine
BOOKS BY SAX ROHMER
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Sax Rohmer
Published by Good Press, 2021
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He rested his long hands upon her shoulders, giving her a reassuring squeeze, and his smile was infinitely kindly. "You may well ask, Fay, but I fear I cannot tell you. This unhappy affair is as much a mystery to me as to anyone. Let me ask in return whatever has brought you here at this hour of the night."
Sergeant Bluett glanced suspiciously at Dr. Fawcett. Firth stood quite still, watching Lord Marcus: the girl, clutching one sleeve of his robe, was staring aside towards the Roman couch. Perceptibly, she grew still more pale. She was so delicately pretty that the average observer might have overlooked her; a beauty for a connoisseur. Almost boyishly slim, her limbs were alluringly rounded, and her frank gray eyes expressed a sort of primaeval innocence. She had hazelnut hair, wind-blown, and at the moment, wet; and her fresh skin might have belonged to a dryad, to a creature of the greenwood. A light blue cape, which may have formed part of a uniform, was worn over an evening frock, and her dance shoes were spattered with mud. She turned from Lord Marcus, still holding his sleeve, and faced the Chief Inspector.
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