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THE YELLOW CLAW
Leroux. “The doctor has known me almost from boyhood, but—er—” turning to the politician—“don’t you know, Exel—no offense, no offense”…
“My dear Leroux,” responded Exel hastily, “I am the offender! Permit me to wish you all good night.”
He crossed the study, and, at the door, paused and turned.
“Rely upon me, Leroux,” he said, “to help in any way within my power.”
He crossed the lobby, opened the outer door, and departed.
“Now, Mr. Leroux,” resumed Dunbar, “about this matter of your wife’s absence.”
