Edward Phillips Oppenheim

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Edward Phillips Oppenheim The Great Impersonation — Chapter XIX (1920)

Dominey muttered. "I have hacked my way through some queer country in Africa."
"There's nowt like this wood in the world, sir," the old man asserted doggedly. "The bottom's rotten from end to end and the top's all poisonous. The birds die there on the trees. It's chockful of reptiles and unclean things, with green and purple fungi, two feet high, with poison in the very sniff of them. The man who enters that wood goes to his grave."
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Edward Phillips Oppenheim The Great Impersonation — Chapter XIX (1920)

So when the shooting party tramped into the hall that afternoon, a little weary, but flushed with exercise and the pleasure of the day's sport, they found, seated in a corner of the room, behind the great round table upon which tea was set out, a rather pale but extraordinarily childlike and fascinating woman, with large, sweet eyes which seemed to be begging for their protection and sympathy as she rose hesitatingly to her feet.
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Edward Phillips Oppenheim The Great Impersonation — Chapter XIX (1920)

Dominey said firmly, "within a very short time I am going to solve the mystery of this nocturnal visitor."
They returned to the house, side by side. Just before they entered, Dominey turned to his companion.
"Middleton," he said, "you keep up the good old customs, I suppose, and spend half an hour at the 'Dominey Arms' now and then?"
"Most every night of my life, sir," the old man replied, "from eight till nine. I'm a man of regular habits, and that do seem right to me that with the work done right and proper a man should have his relaxation."
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