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Cleek: the Man of the Forty Faces

PROLOGUE
15/45

The care of such gems is too great a responsibility for the bride.

I propose, therefore, to relieve her of it to-night, and to send you the customary souvenir of the event to-morrow morning.

Yours faithfully, "'The Man Who Calls Himself Hamilton Cleek.
"That's how I know, dash you! Superintendent sent me out after him, hot foot; and after a bit I picked him up in the Strand, toddling along with that French hussy as cool as you please.

But, blow him! he must have eyes all round his head, for he saw me just as soon as I saw him, and he and Frenchy separated like a shot.

She hopped into a taxi and flew off in one direction; he dived into a crowd and bolted in another, and before you could say Jack Robinson he was doubling and twisting, jumping into cabs and jumping out again--all to gain time, of course, for the woman to do what he'd put her up to doing--and leading me the devil's own chase through the devil's own tangle till he was ready to bunk for the Embankment.


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