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A STRANGE CRY AT NIGHT. All night the boat moved up the yellow stream, the oarsmen working with the dogged industry of men who were laboring because they had to do it, and not from choice. Jai Singh k
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A STRANGE CRY AT NIGHT. All night the boat moved up the yellow stream, the oarsmen working with the dogged industry of men who were laboring because they had to do it, and not from choice. Jai Singh k
UNTANGLING THE WEB. “Watch Jarge!” cried Klein to one of the detectives, as he sprang through the window, followed by t…
THE CLIMAX. Klein and his unwilling prisoner entered the large room, to find it cleared of all women. The men were grou…
A NEW TWIST TO THE PLOT. Klein went indoors, and mingled with the guests. He saw that Tod was playing his part like a v…
CURTAIN UP! Klein did not join the throng in the ballroom, but went out upon the broad porch, paced it from end to end,…
NICK’S MOST POWERFUL WEAPON. “They were taking me up in the hills,” explained Leslie Arnold, in reply to a question fro…
THE LOST ONE FOUND. For the merest splinter of a second, Chick was in a confusion of mentality that took no note of any…
OVER THE PRECIPICE. With the boat hidden in the reeds which grew along the river shore, and everybody carrying some of …
READY FOR INVASION. “Well, the thing to do is to push on,” decided Nick Carter briskly, as Jai Singh handed back the so…
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