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32198	Hanshew, Thomas W.	Cleek of Scotland Yard: Detective Stories			.txt	text/plain	115052	7439	87	followed, dear friend," said a voice--Cleek's voice--in reply. "Cleek, my dear fellow, are you a magician?" said Narkom, sinking "How did I come to suspect the girl?" said Cleek, answering Don't you know it's almost one o'clock?" said Cleek, as he went "Miss Renfrew," said Cleek, sinking his voice and looking her Cleek gave one or two sniffs at the air as he entered, glanced at Mr. Narkom, then walked straightway to the desk and looked into the dead say," said Cleek, when that time at length came. Mr. Narkom, who heard these things, drew closer to Cleek, looked up "Come and see!" said Cleek for yet a third time. "Doctor," said Cleek, looking up as he came in, "we've got to the ever he lays a hand on _you_----Look here, Cleek: I know it sounds "Mr. Narkom," said Cleek, when at the end of ten minutes the "Good night, old chap," said Cleek.	./cache/32198.txt	./txt/32198.txt