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J. Allan Dunn Beyond the Rim — 5. The Dead Man of Motutabu (1916)

CHAPTER V THE DEAD MAN OF MOTUTABU THE island of Motutabu was shaped like a broad-bladed sickle, the lagoon lying in the crook of the steel with low hills, thickly set with foliage, rising irregularly behind the emerald water patched with purple where the humps of coral came close to the surface. The handle of the sickle showed as a high, precipitous ridge, crowned with the clustering palms that Chalmers had first seen rise above the horizon.
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J. Allan Dunn Beyond the Rim — 5. The Dead Man of Motutabu (1916)

Chalmers, scouting to one side, stopped and beckoned to the Chinaman.
“Here's your volcanic glass,” he said.
He had stopped at a mirror propped against a block of coral, a warped looking-glass, cheaply framed, of the type used for trading purposes. Its surface had caught the rising rays of the sun as they had dropped anchor in the lagoon.
“That's a clever idea,” said Tuan Yuck. “The man knows his South Seas. You saw how it affected our boys. He's set these all about the place on exposed ledges to catch the sun and leave him undisturbed by the natives.
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J. Allan Dunn Beyond the Rim — 5. The Dead Man of Motutabu (1916)

Tuan Yuck noiselessly mounted the steps and knocked on the door softly, then with a vigorous tattoo of his knuckles. There was no answer.
If there had been, it would have startled them as unexpected. The window was draped with a lapa cloth of mulberry bark that did not quite cover it. The Chinaman stooped and looked through the opening. Chalmers and Sayers still stood on the level ground watching him.
“There's a man lying on the bed,” he said, and kept on peering into the room.
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