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Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips), 1866-1946

"The Devil's Paw"

To us you were an enemy. You
had betrayed the trust of one of our members. The prompt delivery
of that packet meant the salvation of thousands of lives. It
meant a cessation of this ghastly world tragedy. We were harsh,
perhaps, but we acted according to orders."
Julian glanced at the hand which Fenn had half extended but made
no movement to take it. He leaned a little upon the Bishop's arm.
"Help me out of this place, sir, will you?" he begged. "As for
Fenn and that other brute, what I have to say about them will
keep."


CHAPTER XIV

It was a little more than half an hour later when Julian ascended
the steps of his club in Pall Mall and asked the hall porter for
letters. Except that he was a little paler than usual and was
leaning more heavily upon his stick, there was nothing about his
appearance to denote several days of intense strain. There was a
shade of curiosity, mingled with surprise, in the commissionaire's
respectful greeting.
"There have been a good many enquiries for you the last few days,
sir," he observed.
"I dare say," Julian replied. "I was obliged to go out of town
unexpectedly."
He ran through the little pile of letters and selected a bulky
envelope addressed to himself in his own handwriting. With this
he returned to the taxicab in which the Bishop and Catherine were
seated. They gazed with fascinated eyes at the packet which he
was carrying and which he at once displayed.
"You see," he remarked, as he leaned back, "there is nothing so
impenetrable in the world as a club of good standing.


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