Dead Men Tell No Tales



“I’m surprised that you can make head or tail of me at all,” said I.

“Then you’ve quite forgotten the inquisitive parson you met out fishing? You see I found out your name for myself!”

“So it was a detective!”

“It was and is,” said the little man, nodding. “Detective or Inspector Royds, if you’re any the wiser.

“What has happened? Who has escaped?” “Your friend Rattray; but he won’t get far.”

“What of the Portuguese and the nigger?”


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“I’m surprised that you can make head or tail of me at all,” said I.

“Then you’ve quite forgotten the inquisitive parson you met out fishing? You see I found out your name for myself!”

“So it was a detective!”

“It was and is,” said the little man, nodding. “Detective or Inspector Royds, if you’re any the wiser.

“What has happened? Who has escaped?” “Your friend Rattray; but he won’t get far.”

“What of the Portuguese and the nigger?”


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