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THE YELLOW CLAW

slowly moving water—the place seemed no longer to be the cave of the golden dragon he had known.…

He mounted the steps again, with difficulty, resting his shaking hands upon the walls. Shattering blows were being delivered upon the door, above.

“Dunbar!” he cried feebly, stepping aside to avoid Helen Cumberly, where she lay. “Dunbar!”…