“FU-MANCHU” “Dinner’s off, Kerrigan! We shall have to get what we can on the way.” “What!” “Accident has thrown the first clue of many weary days and nights in your way, Kerrigan, and you handled it very cleverly.” “Thank you.” “My latest information, just to hand, explains why Doctor Fu-Manchu’s attention has become directed upon Rudolf Adlon. Adlon is on his way to Venice for a secret meeting with his brother dictator, Monaghani!” “But that’s impossible, Smith!” I exclaimed. I was still figura...tively breathless from my dash to Victoria. “It’s in the evening papers than Adlon is reviewing troops tomorrow morning.” Smith was pacing up and down in an old silk dressing gown and smoking his pipe. He paused, turned, and stared at me with raised eyebrows. His glance was challenging. “I thought it was common knowledge, Kerrigan,” he said, quietly, “that Adlon has a double.” “A double!” “Certainly. I assumed you knew; almost everybody else knows.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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